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ten-word stories.

✍️ TEN-WORD STORIES ✍️
— A spin on the traditional six-word story meme format.
— Comment with (a) ten-word prompt(s) - no more, no less.
— OOC notes and other preferences don't count towards the limit.
— Text? Action? Prose? If it's 10 words exactly, it's fine.
— Tag into other people's prompts as desired, and have fun!

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[ prefs and info in journal, please mind warnings. ]

one. [ With her eyes wide open, she dances in the dark. ]
two. The point isn't whether God answers, it's whether I ask.
three. Can you describe it to me? [ Holds out a flower. ]

Oh! Of course.

[ luka bends down a bit to get a better look, taking note of any details as he narrates it aloud, ] This is a bundle of yarrow flowers. They come in clusters of flattened flowers, bundled by feathery and ferny foliage on the stems.

You're quite fortunate to have such a beautiful bundle. Their colours are in gorgeous yellow and orange, almost blending together. Why, it looks like you're holding a fuzzy little star!

[ She listens for his voice as he describes the flowers to her, feeling for the foliage on the stems as he mentions it and running her fingers over the clusters of flowers, careful not to snap or break anything. She remembers orange and yellow, huge bouquets of lilies in those colors waiting in her dressing room when she'd been named étoile. In another life, it feels like.

Her smile doesn't betray the thoughts, growing warmer instead. ]

A little girl gave them to me. [ The park where she's run into him is well-known to her, not far from the church, she can navigate here with only minimal help. ] I rely on a lot of kind strangers today, it seems.

How sweet of the young girl! The age of youth maybe when one is at their extremes but at their kindness, is it nothing but a delight. [ luka's expression cannot be seen but there's no denying the way his airs change to something softer and sympathetic at her words.

he pulls back, giving the lady space, while he dips his head and hums thoughtfully, gathering his thoughts carefully as he can. ]

My youngest sister, Rue, has another way of phrasing it: The fortune of coming across little blessings, more or less. I think it's appropriate for the occasion. Bright flowers for a bright soul.

My brother would say, blessings aren't for counting, but I think your sweet little sister is more right than he was, though it's something I've only recently accepted. How little control we have over these beautiful moments. How gladly we should receive them.

[ She might not be able to see his expression, but she sensed it in the air between them and as he gives her space she slowly starts walking along the pathway, counting every step and knowing her numbers. There's a turn some fifty meters up ahead.

Turning her head slowly after the sound of his shoes against the gravel, clothes rustling, the little telltale things, she asks: ]

Would you mind walking with me?

[ her brother reminds him a lot of a certain sibling of his... ah, the way bonds one has with their family reflects and mirrors in everyday conversations. ]

It would be an honour, my lady! [ he half-bows in reply, instinct more than anything. ] It's a lovely day to have a walk with a lovely person.

[ he held out his elbow for her, allowing the elbow to graze close enough to her so she knew what to take. though they have just met, luka will not allow himself to not properly escort a young woman around the park.

he's proud of his manners - his parents spent a not-small fortune to get him them - and it's why, upon realising it, he is quick to introduce himself at last, ] I'm Luka Heilerk, my lady. Visiting for the holidays now that I'm free from my exams.

1. Earth is so beautiful, especially when it's very far away.

2. “Welcome to the Justice League. Your first disaster starts now.”

3. Knocking on the detective’s door at midnight initiates noir stories.

4. When a friend needs him, J’onn materialises without fail. Everytime.

Or bring your own.

1. [ medbay; quiet after the battle ] I'll tie you down. Stay

2. [ watching galaxies out the window ] You have folks back home?

3. [ heavy sarcasm ] And did you think first? Did you really?

4. Do you ever think about it? All those other realities?

5. This your first away mission? That can be fairly daunting.

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[ he looks up from his datawork, blinking owlishly for a few seconds (for swimming in the endless sea of inventory data can scramble the brains a bit) before he registers was what asked. ]

Ah! Yes, I do. [ he smiles, happily recounting those back home: ] My parents, of course, and my younger sisters, Renee and Rue. I'm fortunate that, sometimes, I run across my older siblings depending on where their work takes them.

[ Hugh has a padd of his own, but he's not attending to the work on it. Sometimes it's good to take a moment and just take in what the universe has to offer. ]

Oh? What line of work are they in?

Hmmm- [ luka looks up towards the ceiling, trying to remember what they had told them in their last round of communication.

lothar was an easy one, ] My brother is a politician and he's on a PR campaign at the moment. Trying to present himself as an ever-magnanimous and for-the-people sort of type. My sister, Roslyn, is in entertainment and she's accompanying a friend of hers on a trip somewhere but she was, ah, sparse with details. As always.

Sounds like that could be pretty frustrating. But at least if they ever end up on the Discovery they'll provide a welcome distraction.

[ entertainers and PR siblings. Hugh thinks he'd find that more than a little exhausting after a while. ]

[ luka laughs and finally sets down his work so he can scrub the back of his neck. he looks torn between agreeing with the accuracy and not agreeing in fear his siblings will find out somehow.

deciding to (gently) change the topic, he asks, ] And you? Do you have anyone you'd like to be here, if only for a little while?

Not really. No family left back planetside, and I find keeping up with my reckless genius of a husband down in Mycelial Engineering to be more than enough for me.

[ His words are a little harsh, but Hugh's tone is immensely fond. ]

Oh! Your partner is- Your partner is here? I see.

[ luka seems surprised for some reason before he shakes his head and moves on, smiling brighter. ] Well- How lucky you are. You can easily tell him of your adventures and vice versa! It must be a lot easier to clear the air when too much excitement happens here, haha.

1. We both knew you’re a disaster, but this is…something.

2. It’s not illegal if my government boss said I could.

3. [With a glance down:] Wow. You’re really fuckin’ tiny, man.

4. I eat impossible for breakfast. That means I’m an expert.

5. [His arm makes a click-click-clunk noise.] It’s stuck.

a. Part of me will die with you. Don't look back.
b. for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return
c. All they ever do is collect small moments of somethings.

1. I knew you too well, and somehow, not well enough.

2. Seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

3. Comets, sun, moon, planets, black holes, interesting journey...

4. The game began. An eye popped out. Game over.

[[or choose your own.]]

Should I take that as a compliment, Mr. Holmes? That's quite an assessment from an individual like you.

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ten-word stories.

lilith | original | ota

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J’onn J’onzz 👽 DC

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Edward Elric | FMA | OTA

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