Updates and a Drabble Post - Fisticuffs
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kristenskWebsite Updates: And, Kristen's SWAT Kat Gallery is updated! Of course, it's stuff that was previously posted here, but still. I also have some more work to do involving fixing the issue with the sketches directory and cleaning up the poetry page.
Drabble Post: And, now, a drabble. Because Sage wheedled me for more, I'm tentatively continuing my "Ground Rules" drabble as a series of short fics, revolving around Ed's first meetings with Mustang's staff. These will all be set in the manga and/or Brotherhood anime continuity. And, yes, I know I need to get back to things longer than all of these drabble series. I'm working on it!
Fisticuffs
Lieutenant Jean Havoc studied the kid before him. The Colonel had called him “stunted”, but he wasn’t really that small. For his age.
Twelve. He had to evaluate the hand to hand combat skills of a twelve year old.
Havoc took a long drag on his cigarette. Talk about crazy. A twelve year old State Alchemist.
Well, time to get started. With the smirk the kid was currently wearing and the filthy mouth he had been putting to use when Havoc first met him in the Colonel’s office, he probably wasn’t a stranger to fistfights. And, his nose looked pretty straight, so maybe he even won them. Or maybe he was just too smart to let himself get caught where an adult couldn’t protect him. Havoc would find out soon enough.
“Okay, Boss,” calling the kid “sir” was too strange, “I’ll let you throw the first punch. Show me what you can do.”
He had expected the way the kid’s smirk grew three sizes. What he hadn’t expected was for the kid to suddenly become airborne.
Two hours later, he gave his report to the Colonel while nursing an icepack against his purpling face.
“You didn’t say he had automail.”
- 200 words
Drabble Post: And, now, a drabble. Because Sage wheedled me for more, I'm tentatively continuing my "Ground Rules" drabble as a series of short fics, revolving around Ed's first meetings with Mustang's staff. These will all be set in the manga and/or Brotherhood anime continuity. And, yes, I know I need to get back to things longer than all of these drabble series. I'm working on it!
Fisticuffs
Lieutenant Jean Havoc studied the kid before him. The Colonel had called him “stunted”, but he wasn’t really that small. For his age.
Twelve. He had to evaluate the hand to hand combat skills of a twelve year old.
Havoc took a long drag on his cigarette. Talk about crazy. A twelve year old State Alchemist.
Well, time to get started. With the smirk the kid was currently wearing and the filthy mouth he had been putting to use when Havoc first met him in the Colonel’s office, he probably wasn’t a stranger to fistfights. And, his nose looked pretty straight, so maybe he even won them. Or maybe he was just too smart to let himself get caught where an adult couldn’t protect him. Havoc would find out soon enough.
“Okay, Boss,” calling the kid “sir” was too strange, “I’ll let you throw the first punch. Show me what you can do.”
He had expected the way the kid’s smirk grew three sizes. What he hadn’t expected was for the kid to suddenly become airborne.
Two hours later, he gave his report to the Colonel while nursing an icepack against his purpling face.
“You didn’t say he had automail.”
- 200 words
