Drabbletag6, 2 Bad Blood MV prompts
Title: Clothe and Skin
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Bad Blood MV
Pairing: Crimson Curse/Motherchucker
Rating: PG
Prompt: Body language
Word Count: 111
Requested by fresh-brainss
Crimson casually throws a shuriken over her shoulder without looking. She hears it thud behind her as it hits the target. Its sharp edge hits squarely in the center.
Motherchucker doesn't comment, looking rather bored, her nunchucks strapped to her waist. There was no need to say anything about one's skill because to do so would imply that one was stronger than the other and lead to infighting.
Crimson turns smirks playfully, as a counter Motherchucker's expression.
The redhead struts over to her, her hips sway suggestively, if not salaciously.
Motherchucker flinches, the fabric suddenly looking too tightly wrapped around Crimson's taut thighs.
Motherchucker's mouth feels dry.
Crimson licks her lips.
Title: Preliminary Results
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Bad Blood MV
Pairing: Headmistress/Lucky Fiori
Rating: PG
Prompt: Confidant
Word Count: 250
Requested by fresh-brainss
The Headmistress nods with approval as she looks through the file, 'hmming' every few seconds. Without looking up, she comments, "Her overall prognosis is good, better than I had anticipated."
Fiori lights her cigar, staring at the woman across from her through the smoke. "Of course it is. She received the best treatment."
"Her brain waves are back to normal, too. For a while, the patterns had become erratic, no doubt attributed to the coma, but even after, still."
Fiori exhales. "It's not unusual. The damage to her brain was nothing we couldn't handle."
Headmistress purses her lips. "Indeed. Not only that, but her cells were regenerating more rapidly in the second stage. I was surprised."
Fiori shrugs, flicking the ashes into a tray.
Headmistress closes the file and looks directly at her colleague. "Those bi-weekly injections you've been giving her no doubt had a hand in her speedy recovery."
A trail of smoke creeps out of her mouth. "I wouldn't give all the credit to that, you know,"
"I assume you mean the Trinity?"
Fiori gives her a knowing look. "Yes. They're more than just pretty faces."
Headmistress stiffens. "What is their purpose?"
"To enhance," she answers.
She always found Fiori frustrating, but now she's being frustratingly cryptic. "Enhance?"
Fiori shrugs again. "It's difficult to describe with words."
Headmistress glares. "You're being flippant."
Fiori sighs. "What do want me to say? It's obvious I've got a new project."
"Which you seem pretty confidant about."
"It's merely a trial run."
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Bad Blood MV
Pairing: Crimson Curse/Motherchucker
Rating: PG
Prompt: Body language
Word Count: 111
Requested by fresh-brainss
Crimson casually throws a shuriken over her shoulder without looking. She hears it thud behind her as it hits the target. Its sharp edge hits squarely in the center.
Motherchucker doesn't comment, looking rather bored, her nunchucks strapped to her waist. There was no need to say anything about one's skill because to do so would imply that one was stronger than the other and lead to infighting.
Crimson turns smirks playfully, as a counter Motherchucker's expression.
The redhead struts over to her, her hips sway suggestively, if not salaciously.
Motherchucker flinches, the fabric suddenly looking too tightly wrapped around Crimson's taut thighs.
Motherchucker's mouth feels dry.
Crimson licks her lips.
Title: Preliminary Results
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Bad Blood MV
Pairing: Headmistress/Lucky Fiori
Rating: PG
Prompt: Confidant
Word Count: 250
Requested by fresh-brainss
The Headmistress nods with approval as she looks through the file, 'hmming' every few seconds. Without looking up, she comments, "Her overall prognosis is good, better than I had anticipated."
Fiori lights her cigar, staring at the woman across from her through the smoke. "Of course it is. She received the best treatment."
"Her brain waves are back to normal, too. For a while, the patterns had become erratic, no doubt attributed to the coma, but even after, still."
Fiori exhales. "It's not unusual. The damage to her brain was nothing we couldn't handle."
Headmistress purses her lips. "Indeed. Not only that, but her cells were regenerating more rapidly in the second stage. I was surprised."
Fiori shrugs, flicking the ashes into a tray.
Headmistress closes the file and looks directly at her colleague. "Those bi-weekly injections you've been giving her no doubt had a hand in her speedy recovery."
A trail of smoke creeps out of her mouth. "I wouldn't give all the credit to that, you know,"
"I assume you mean the Trinity?"
Fiori gives her a knowing look. "Yes. They're more than just pretty faces."
Headmistress stiffens. "What is their purpose?"
"To enhance," she answers.
She always found Fiori frustrating, but now she's being frustratingly cryptic. "Enhance?"
Fiori shrugs again. "It's difficult to describe with words."
Headmistress glares. "You're being flippant."
Fiori sighs. "What do want me to say? It's obvious I've got a new project."
"Which you seem pretty confidant about."
"It's merely a trial run."