Challenge 199
Sep. 2nd, 2009 12:32 pmTitle: By Definition
Challenge: 199 Remember the Ladies
Word Count: 566
Notes: I couldn't write just one of them ;.; and I think the ending bit was kind of disconnected but it's what stuck with me the most.
Her life seems to be proceeded by one question, "Excuse me. I'm looking for someone...he has spiky hair..."
She's been asked, several times in fact by several different people, if she isn't tired of always searching. "It's obviously one sided. If you meant this much to him he wouldn't make you look for him."
The look of appalled outrage shows Tifa has never even considered this an option. "I don't look for him because I have to." She snaps back, "I look for him because he's my friend. This is what friends do, they help each other." And she moves on with her self appointed quest, a whirlwind of dark hair and bright heart.
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The boys in Radiant Garden are just like the boys anywhere else, rough around the edges and crude for too many years before they realize their behavior is wrong. Still, when you're seven the world is black and white. "Girls are too weak to do anything." they sneer at the little girl with pigtails that wants to play with them. This is all and well, until one of them falls off the bailey wall shortly after and it's the kind lady in pink that comes to their aid.
"I don't know," Aerith says with an indulgent smile, "I am a girl. Maybe I'm too weak to heal your broken arm?"
They know she's just teasing them though, her quiet way of correcting their unacceptable behavior. She knows from their down-turned faces they've been sufficiently punished and the next day she finds them in her garden; spades in each of their hands, asking if they can't be of help to her.
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For all her crass jokes and sharp wit it's the right moments she lives for. When she finally hits the perfect note, finds the right step and Leon's eyes soften by mere degrees. It's those moments that she knows he'll be alright, and even if he doesn't say it out-loud, Yuffie knows it's because she's there to make it so.
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"Girls aren't like boys." Sora's mother had instructed him once, many moons ago when he was still small enough to fit in her lap, "You can't treat them the same. Girls are delicate and should be cherished and loved."
Sora took this to mean opening doors ahead of girls, occasionally letting them beat him in races, offering to carry their books for them in the hallway. This was all fine, when he was still just a simple island boy.
But Sora's adventures had introduced him to so many self sufficient, independent women. Most of them, in fact, scared him on a level Organization XIII could only hope to achieve. He had seen the determined look in Jasmine's eyes, heard Jane spout off with theories he couldn't begin to follow. He had seen the unparalleled dreams Ariel carried, watched how brave Belle truly was, witnessed Megara and all the burdens she carried. He was witness to the trials of Mulan, had fought alongside Yuffie and Tifa; felt Aerith's unending compassion and even saw his own Kairi take up a weapon.
Part of Sora was secretly relieved he was in the good graces of all these ladies.
Sora didn't think his mother was wrong; girls definitely aren't like boys. In many ways he felt they surpassed their male counterparts in too many ways for men to even be on the same level as them.
Challenge: 199 Remember the Ladies
Word Count: 566
Notes: I couldn't write just one of them ;.; and I think the ending bit was kind of disconnected but it's what stuck with me the most.
Her life seems to be proceeded by one question, "Excuse me. I'm looking for someone...he has spiky hair..."
She's been asked, several times in fact by several different people, if she isn't tired of always searching. "It's obviously one sided. If you meant this much to him he wouldn't make you look for him."
The look of appalled outrage shows Tifa has never even considered this an option. "I don't look for him because I have to." She snaps back, "I look for him because he's my friend. This is what friends do, they help each other." And she moves on with her self appointed quest, a whirlwind of dark hair and bright heart.
----
The boys in Radiant Garden are just like the boys anywhere else, rough around the edges and crude for too many years before they realize their behavior is wrong. Still, when you're seven the world is black and white. "Girls are too weak to do anything." they sneer at the little girl with pigtails that wants to play with them. This is all and well, until one of them falls off the bailey wall shortly after and it's the kind lady in pink that comes to their aid.
"I don't know," Aerith says with an indulgent smile, "I am a girl. Maybe I'm too weak to heal your broken arm?"
They know she's just teasing them though, her quiet way of correcting their unacceptable behavior. She knows from their down-turned faces they've been sufficiently punished and the next day she finds them in her garden; spades in each of their hands, asking if they can't be of help to her.
----
For all her crass jokes and sharp wit it's the right moments she lives for. When she finally hits the perfect note, finds the right step and Leon's eyes soften by mere degrees. It's those moments that she knows he'll be alright, and even if he doesn't say it out-loud, Yuffie knows it's because she's there to make it so.
----
"Girls aren't like boys." Sora's mother had instructed him once, many moons ago when he was still small enough to fit in her lap, "You can't treat them the same. Girls are delicate and should be cherished and loved."
Sora took this to mean opening doors ahead of girls, occasionally letting them beat him in races, offering to carry their books for them in the hallway. This was all fine, when he was still just a simple island boy.
But Sora's adventures had introduced him to so many self sufficient, independent women. Most of them, in fact, scared him on a level Organization XIII could only hope to achieve. He had seen the determined look in Jasmine's eyes, heard Jane spout off with theories he couldn't begin to follow. He had seen the unparalleled dreams Ariel carried, watched how brave Belle truly was, witnessed Megara and all the burdens she carried. He was witness to the trials of Mulan, had fought alongside Yuffie and Tifa; felt Aerith's unending compassion and even saw his own Kairi take up a weapon.
Part of Sora was secretly relieved he was in the good graces of all these ladies.
Sora didn't think his mother was wrong; girls definitely aren't like boys. In many ways he felt they surpassed their male counterparts in too many ways for men to even be on the same level as them.
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Date: 2009-09-03 02:31 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it xDD
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Date: 2009-09-04 02:14 pm (UTC)bwwhaha, I'm glad you enjoy my slap-dash method of writing!
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