Name: Writefag 2008-07-11 15:12
Because it doesn't really belong in /a/ proper. The two existing installments, and all subsequent ones, will go here. First one:
Christoph El Britannia dragged himself into his apartments, trying to ignore the bruises on his limbs and head and the blood trickling down from his lip. Hopefully, he could clean himself up without anyone seeing-
"Christoph!"
The young boy's shoulder slumped. "Mum, I'm-"
"Christoph, what happened? You look like you've been run over by a Knightmare!" His mother crouched at his side, the skirt of her black- and-silver gown bunching up on the floor. Her blue eyes peered intently into his face as her long, golden hair fell in a wave down her back and shoulders. "Did someone do this to you?"
Christoph flinched away from her touch. "No big deal..."
"It IS a big deal, Sir Christoph!" his mother chastised him, even as she brushed tender fingers over his face. "How did this happen? I thought you were just going to..." her expression hardened. "Did your brothers and sisters do this to you?"
Christoph El Britannia dragged himself into his apartments, trying to ignore the bruises on his limbs and head and the blood trickling down from his lip. Hopefully, he could clean himself up without anyone seeing-
"Christoph!"
The young boy's shoulder slumped. "Mum, I'm-"
"Christoph, what happened? You look like you've been run over by a Knightmare!" His mother crouched at his side, the skirt of her black- and-silver gown bunching up on the floor. Her blue eyes peered intently into his face as her long, golden hair fell in a wave down her back and shoulders. "Did someone do this to you?"
Christoph flinched away from her touch. "No big deal..."
"It IS a big deal, Sir Christoph!" his mother chastised him, even as she brushed tender fingers over his face. "How did this happen? I thought you were just going to..." her expression hardened. "Did your brothers and sisters do this to you?"