Past-Part Fills Part 7

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Past-Part Fills Part Seven

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the beginning of all commotions [29/?]

[(Anonymous)]

Both men rushed to her side, just as her assailant – a huge black crow – flew upwards in a rush of feathers, the box now gripped tightly within its talons. It circled over them, screeching loudly before propelling itself forward with a great flap of its wings, leaving swirls of green flames in its wake.

“What in the blazes was that… that thing?” Liza stared after the creature, mouth agape in shock. She didn’t even protest when Herakles gently took her arm, giving it a quick glance-over to ensure she was not badly injured.

A sword now in his hand, Mister Fox rushed forward, leaping after the fast-disappearing streak of green.

“Herakles!” he called back over his shoulder. “Stay with Miss Héderváry; there could be more of them!”

“Kiku, wait!” Herakles began, but the man was already out of earshot, weaving his way in between the crowd like liquid shadow.

Cursing under his breath, Herakles looked about him, sweeping his gaze over the rest of the café crowd, who were watching them with tentative and fearful expressions.

“Liza, listen to me,” he said as he turned back to her. “I need to go help Kiku. So stay here where the crowd can see you and–”

“And let myself miss out on all the action?” Liza cut in, snapping out of her initial shock. She clicked her tongue in annoyance, trying to hold back a curt reply. Herakles meant well, she knew, and she could sense his genuine concern. But she was also so tired with men and their knee-jerk response of Must Protect Fair Maidens From Big Scary Dangers!

Unless they were up against a trigger-happy mob hell-bent on murdering the shit out of their sad lives, and then dumping their bullet-ridden bodies into the Thames, she was quite certain she’d be able to hold up her own… though, if that was the case, she might have to reconsider her priorities. She didn’t like being called their little princess, but she also didn’t want to break her parents’ poor old hearts.

But then again, who knew what they were going up against?

Liza wet her lips, hesitant. Then before she could change her mind, she reached hastily for her bag and slung the strap of her DSLR camera over her neck. Kicking the chairs lightly out of her way, she rushed towards the direction where Mister Fox run off to.

“What– Liza, come back!” Giving the scared, ruffled patrons an apologetic nod, Herakles quickly pulled out several bills from his pocket and shoved them into the hands of the nearest waiter – “Keep the change!” – before scrambling away to catch up with Liza.

“Sorry guys,” Liza muttered under her breath as she raced down the road, past the crowds of giggling middle-schoolers and tottering old ladies.

“But I’m not the girl who sits around, waiting for things to happen.”

No. No, she wasn’t.

Especially not when there was a good story she could be capturing all on film.



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A/N:

Ack, this took waaaaay longer than it should have (writer’s block has a knack of visiting when you least expect it). So sorry about that! This chapter was pretty challenging to write, because Liza is such a tough cookie to dissect x_@

A couple of fun facts:
- The butterfly emblem on the box was inspired by the Ageha-chō, the mon of the Taira clan: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taira_clan

- The song I had playing on repeat when I was working on this scene, which might explain Liza’s thought-process here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1s6G0BMZ1g


If you’re still following this, thank you for sticking around this long (we’re nearing at the end!)

I hope you enjoyed reading this! ♥

Re: the beginning of all commotions [29/?]

[(Anonymous)]

I love Hungary and I love how you wrote her! It was so interesting to see her as a photographer and I loved the last few lines because that just summed up Elizabeta perfectly!

Fav line though has to be this: She didn’t like being called their little princess, but she also didn’t want to break her parents’ poor old hearts.
It was nice to see that she wanted to be part of the action but had some self-preservation instinct.

Wonderful update anon!

author!non

[(Anonymous)]

^^; Hungary was one of the main reasons why I took a longer time with this update. I've read her playing the photographer role in other AUs too, but I thought it'd be refreshing to twist that role a little and add 'journalist' into it (I can really see her as the inquisitive type, and to not only take photos, but to also tell the story behind it). So it pleases me that you feel all those things about her worked for you. And yeah, I think even if Liza's not afraid to tackle challenges/dangers head-on, she isn't stupid or terribly reckless as well.

Anon, thank you for sticking around still, and for always leaving wonderful comments! ♥♥♥