Title: "A Wrong Turn in the City"
Challenge: Wrong turn
Warning: Offensive language
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The two lurking men were angry at the world. After a beer--or eight--they'd decided hitting some fags would make them feel better. Baseball bats in hand, they waited near a Soho bar, where too-pretty men danced, leaned close, even kissed.
They saw the perfect victim: dark hair, slim, pointy ears...they could hurt a mutie *and* a fag!
His eyes went wide when he was yanked off his feet, but he recovered so fast they never saw him move. Heads pounding, darkness claiming them, his words pierced like angry arrows:
"I believe you took a wrong turn. Tant pis."
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Notes: I believe that "tant pis" can be roughly translated as "too bad" or as my mother always translated it, "tough shit."
Challenge: Wrong turn
Warning: Offensive language
* * * * *
The two lurking men were angry at the world. After a beer--or eight--they'd decided hitting some fags would make them feel better. Baseball bats in hand, they waited near a Soho bar, where too-pretty men danced, leaned close, even kissed.
They saw the perfect victim: dark hair, slim, pointy ears...they could hurt a mutie *and* a fag!
His eyes went wide when he was yanked off his feet, but he recovered so fast they never saw him move. Heads pounding, darkness claiming them, his words pierced like angry arrows:
"I believe you took a wrong turn. Tant pis."
* * * * *
Notes: I believe that "tant pis" can be roughly translated as "too bad" or as my mother always translated it, "tough shit."
