Angst – Spitze Objekte (für's Team)
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120_minutenTitel: Command
Challenge: Angst – Spitze Objekte (für's Team)
Fandom: Marco Polo
Charaktere: Khutulun, Orus, Ahmad, Jingim
Sprache: Englisch
Kommentar: Alternativer Verlauf einer Szene aus der Folge „Measure Against the Linchpin“ aus der 2. Staffel inklusive kleinerer Spoiler.
“ORUS! Stop right this instant!”
Command
Ahmad leaned forward on his horse. “You can address me as Vice Regent.”
Orus grinned. “I can address you as sandworshipper, or bastard, or lackey to a fat, useless Khan.” The sound of his sword being pulled out of its sheath rang out loudly in the silence of the night.
“ORUS!” His sister’s voice from the hill stopped him in his tracks. “Stop right this instant!”
Orus bared his teeth. “I’m just teaching the sandworshipper some manners.”
Khutulun turned her horse around and drove it down the hill in a canter. “You will do no such thing”, she said sharply when she had reached her brother’s side. “We did what we came here for.”
“I am the one in command here!” Orus snarled.
Khutulun didn’t even flinch. “You’re following father’s command. If you cannot do so, I will relieve you of yours. Now - get - on - your - horse.”
There was a short moment where he just held her gaze, teeth clenched and his right hand clutching the sword grip so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Then he looked away and slid the sword back into its sheath. She watched as he climbed back onto his horse.
Then she turned towards Jingim and Ahmad. “Ride on. There is a waystation only a few miles out. ”
“You’re going to regret this”, Jingim said. There was no anger in his voice, only sorrow.
“That is not any of your concern”, she said. “It will be on our fathers to battle this out.”
But she couldn’t look her cousin in the eyes.
Challenge: Angst – Spitze Objekte (für's Team)
Fandom: Marco Polo
Charaktere: Khutulun, Orus, Ahmad, Jingim
Sprache: Englisch
Kommentar: Alternativer Verlauf einer Szene aus der Folge „Measure Against the Linchpin“ aus der 2. Staffel inklusive kleinerer Spoiler.
“ORUS! Stop right this instant!”
Command
Ahmad leaned forward on his horse. “You can address me as Vice Regent.”
Orus grinned. “I can address you as sandworshipper, or bastard, or lackey to a fat, useless Khan.” The sound of his sword being pulled out of its sheath rang out loudly in the silence of the night.
“ORUS!” His sister’s voice from the hill stopped him in his tracks. “Stop right this instant!”
Orus bared his teeth. “I’m just teaching the sandworshipper some manners.”
Khutulun turned her horse around and drove it down the hill in a canter. “You will do no such thing”, she said sharply when she had reached her brother’s side. “We did what we came here for.”
“I am the one in command here!” Orus snarled.
Khutulun didn’t even flinch. “You’re following father’s command. If you cannot do so, I will relieve you of yours. Now - get - on - your - horse.”
There was a short moment where he just held her gaze, teeth clenched and his right hand clutching the sword grip so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Then he looked away and slid the sword back into its sheath. She watched as he climbed back onto his horse.
Then she turned towards Jingim and Ahmad. “Ride on. There is a waystation only a few miles out. ”
“You’re going to regret this”, Jingim said. There was no anger in his voice, only sorrow.
“That is not any of your concern”, she said. “It will be on our fathers to battle this out.”
But she couldn’t look her cousin in the eyes.
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Date: 2018-10-07 01:16 pm (UTC)Aber das schneidet trotzdem tief und ist wunderbar dramatisch, unabhängig davon, wie wenig ich die Charaktere eigentlich kenne. Der letzte Satz ist ein fieser sucker punch...
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Date: 2018-10-08 07:06 am (UTC)Und danke! :D