Drabble #19

[kageisuke]

There's something to be said about power. People who don't have it want it. People who have it want more of it. People mistake power for 'right', but in the world they lived in, 'might' made 'right'. For their generation, and even the one before, that was how it had always been and that was how it would stay.

As Renee squatted down in front of a child looking annoyed and frightened, she smiled and held out her hand, a bag containing the unknown offered in her palm. A small step forward and the hand -small and scarred- made for the bag. Her face never changed as a hand with a gold ring of commitment slid into her view and connected with that small hopeful face. Unflinching as the small body tumbled backwards, the knife hidden up a sleeve clattering against the pavement, she rose to her feet.

Brushing invisible dust from her pants suit, a gentle smile was still on her face. The once cheerful face of the child twisted in resentment, anger, and fear as they heard the tapping of her shoes towards them. She wanted to say 'Make better choices in the future' or 'Don't let desperation drive your actions', but nothing passed her lips as she dropped the bag on the child's lap on her way past.

She could feel the residual effects of her captain's warning glare on her back and continued on. When people wanted power, they did anything, used anyone, in order to satiate that ever growing hunger.

Comments

[sannask.livejournal.com]

i have no idea what happened, but that's fairly interesting. i don't get how the power-part and the child-part mix.


"a child looking annoyed and frightened"
this was clunky. but the rest was pretty cool. i just don't 'get' it, yakno? X D

[kageisuke.livejournal.com]

It's a jumbled idea as I just needed to 'write' something. But, it'd make more sense if you knew the background... ⌐_⌐ Renee is the CEO of an organization and the chil was an assassin sent to kill her, basically.

The fact the whole thing wasn't clunky is an achievement! \o/