Notes: Well, to be Captain Obvious, the last chapter and this one are related, um, see, they even have the same quotations! :D But I was trying to find a name for it, which brought me to Robert Frost's poem, Fire and Ice. I see these two as contrasts, so that fit, but I didn't want to end there. So in the poem fire stands for desire and ice stands for hate (generally so), so opto and odio are latin for those, respectively (in verb form). Ramble, over.
Prompt: 089. She
Characters: Soi Fon, Oomaeda
Genre: General
Word Count: 100
Odio
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You're pretty cold today.
All he knows is the shine of gold and the luxury of wealth running under his fingers. Only nonsense falls from his hungry mouth, and she has no time for fools. She's been taught better.
You keep your heart locked away.
She ignores him, scribbling rapidly across the page, mouth set in a firm line. Obnoxious comment from an obnoxious idiot, a weak attempt at conversation.
She loses the key so often she's stopped bothering to look for it.
She freezes, a momentary loss of control. Before she can reprimand herself for the distraction, he's gone.
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fin.