Well, that was an unintentional hiatus. The short story is that the heat waves and my day job are simultaneously trying to kill me. Of course, it occurs to me I have a backlog of old writing that I can post in the mean time so the next time this happens (and likely it will happen) I will try to keep posting.
Anyway, this is Ran and Jennifer. Ran is near and dear to my heart and Jennifer is new for this story. The original concept being the Elle Woods of Ninjas with a little bit of Cloak from Cloak and Dagger.
Oh and the writing prompt is from here.
Jenny was at a Karaoke bar, dancing around to some anime song. Naturally, there was applause. She was pretty, white, and blond in a bar full of grubby salary men; their favorite kind of entertainment.
She gave a flattering wink to one of them, and he was immediately at her side, drink in hand. When she asked for an escort back to her car, his coworkers egged him on.
He was so sweet, offering to help her with her door while bragging about his oh-so-important career. And when she needed help with her trunk, he offered!
Of course, no one was around to see him try and grope her. ‘Try,’ being the operative word. She smacked his hand away and, while he reeled back, jammed a stun gun just beneath his armpit deep into his ribcage. The electricity caused his body to seize. Any thoughts of cursing the woman out were interrupted by searing white before he fainted.
There was a slow clap behind her.
“Next time, can you do it without the audience?”
The voice came from behind her from a young looking Asian man who had been waiting in the shadows.
“Next time, can you help me with the leg work?” she huffed, trying to shift the heavy-set man into her trunk.
He shrugged and rolled the body into the vehicle. She had the honor of slamming the door closed.
“Besides,” she said as she dusted off her hands, “No one liked him and everyone likes a show.”