sm_monthly Oct 29 theme
This in this vaguely going somewhere series.
Title: Would Follow
Author: purplekitte
Theme: OC--Hide and Seek
Genre: General
Version: Anime
Rating: PG
The old lady boss had given her these two, not as some kind of slaves, but as traveling companions to help her do what the pretty lady, Se-re-ni-ty, wanted her to.
Bunny eyed them carefully. Rose was as articulate as the old woman had been. There was definitely a hierarchy of speaking, but if one could do it well enough, fighting was much more important. Mizuko was one of the silent ones.
Bunny whistled a war chant of her gang, making her nostalgic for her distant homeland, and watched the other two girl’s willingness to follow her with no explanation to the rubble-strewn badlands.
“Mir! Here girl, Mir! Where ya? Mir!”
Bunny sat down at the snorting sound; otherwise she would have been barreled over and as it was she ended up on her back.
“’Ey, Mir.”
Mir was a feral through and through. Bunny eventually pushed off the girl licking her enthusiastically, and grabbed the bag of her weapons she had tied on her to rearm herself.
“Need go to white mount breathin’ fire.”
“Mt. Fuji?”
Bunny shrugged. “Come, Mir.” She assumed the others would.
Title: Would Follow
Author: purplekitte
Theme: OC--Hide and Seek
Genre: General
Version: Anime
Rating: PG
The old lady boss had given her these two, not as some kind of slaves, but as traveling companions to help her do what the pretty lady, Se-re-ni-ty, wanted her to.
Bunny eyed them carefully. Rose was as articulate as the old woman had been. There was definitely a hierarchy of speaking, but if one could do it well enough, fighting was much more important. Mizuko was one of the silent ones.
Bunny whistled a war chant of her gang, making her nostalgic for her distant homeland, and watched the other two girl’s willingness to follow her with no explanation to the rubble-strewn badlands.
“Mir! Here girl, Mir! Where ya? Mir!”
Bunny sat down at the snorting sound; otherwise she would have been barreled over and as it was she ended up on her back.
“’Ey, Mir.”
Mir was a feral through and through. Bunny eventually pushed off the girl licking her enthusiastically, and grabbed the bag of her weapons she had tied on her to rearm herself.
“Need go to white mount breathin’ fire.”
“Mt. Fuji?”
Bunny shrugged. “Come, Mir.” She assumed the others would.