100 Themes -- #1 (Karman/Moses)
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sinful_lynxTitle: Nice to Meet You
Fandom: Blood+
Characters/Pairings: Karman/Moses
Word Count: 301
Rating: PG
Warnings: Their past isn't well known, especially the days in Kherbet, but this is my drabble and my world so shoo. xD;
Author Notes: I was watching the episode where Karman and Moses die (WOO SPOILERS, YO), and I got obsessed with them and have done sixteen of one hundred themes for them and to be honest, I've still got a lot of fire going. I'll be doing one for Haji/Saya too, but I need to get these two out of my head first, so every day, I'll be posting one drabble I've written a day until I've done one hundred. GOOD LUCK TO ME AND MY FAIL GOALS.
Summary: Their meeting is not his favorite.
Disclaimer: Blood Plus is Gay is an uber awesome community and that's where I found the icon.
It’s the first time they have exercises together. He’s heard his voice before but never could put a face to that rich voice for one so young.
He wields his scythe with an expert hand, his body flowing like water through each one of his assaults. It can’t be helped that he’s distracted by this skillful fellow fighting these beasts surrounding them. Aqua eyes set in a youthful face, right eye covered by dark bangs, these aren't things he is used to.
He raises his yari to defend himself, slicing through rough skin and thick muscle, a spine, ignoring the splash of blood on his glasses and its roars of pain. “You’re good,” he mutters with a cocky grin.
The other doesn’t seem to return the sentiments. His scythe swoops across the ground, lunging towards him with the pure intent to kill. He counters, yari in a defense position, but his defenses are surpassed and yet another spray of blood splatters both of them.
The gurgle behind him and the thud of a rolling chiropteran head… he owes his life to this mysterious, aggravating fighter. He didn’t need the help! He was just about to deal with it. “Hey, you got a name?” Gruff, quick, to the point, but he doesn’t care if he likes it, as long as the point gets across.
He stares for a moment, scythe clicking and blade swinging towards the handle in a submissive position. “… I am Moses.”
He grins, lowering the yari. “Name’s Karman. Stay outta my way, got it?”
Moses turns abruptly. “Learn to watch your back and I would not have to watch it for you.”
Before he has time to retort, the observation deck gets busy, another phase of testing about to begin.
Fandom: Blood+
Characters/Pairings: Karman/Moses
Word Count: 301
Rating: PG
Warnings: Their past isn't well known, especially the days in Kherbet, but this is my drabble and my world so shoo. xD;
Author Notes: I was watching the episode where Karman and Moses die (WOO SPOILERS, YO), and I got obsessed with them and have done sixteen of one hundred themes for them and to be honest, I've still got a lot of fire going. I'll be doing one for Haji/Saya too, but I need to get these two out of my head first, so every day, I'll be posting one drabble I've written a day until I've done one hundred. GOOD LUCK TO ME AND MY FAIL GOALS.
Summary: Their meeting is not his favorite.
Disclaimer: Blood Plus is Gay is an uber awesome community and that's where I found the icon.
It’s the first time they have exercises together. He’s heard his voice before but never could put a face to that rich voice for one so young.
He wields his scythe with an expert hand, his body flowing like water through each one of his assaults. It can’t be helped that he’s distracted by this skillful fellow fighting these beasts surrounding them. Aqua eyes set in a youthful face, right eye covered by dark bangs, these aren't things he is used to.
He raises his yari to defend himself, slicing through rough skin and thick muscle, a spine, ignoring the splash of blood on his glasses and its roars of pain. “You’re good,” he mutters with a cocky grin.
The other doesn’t seem to return the sentiments. His scythe swoops across the ground, lunging towards him with the pure intent to kill. He counters, yari in a defense position, but his defenses are surpassed and yet another spray of blood splatters both of them.
The gurgle behind him and the thud of a rolling chiropteran head… he owes his life to this mysterious, aggravating fighter. He didn’t need the help! He was just about to deal with it. “Hey, you got a name?” Gruff, quick, to the point, but he doesn’t care if he likes it, as long as the point gets across.
He stares for a moment, scythe clicking and blade swinging towards the handle in a submissive position. “… I am Moses.”
He grins, lowering the yari. “Name’s Karman. Stay outta my way, got it?”
Moses turns abruptly. “Learn to watch your back and I would not have to watch it for you.”
Before he has time to retort, the observation deck gets busy, another phase of testing about to begin.
