Li Hua (whorrior) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2011-05-21 14:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | z: om1: !complete, z: om1: location: new york, z: om1: past character: li hua, z: om1: past character: noriko ashida |
Stray
Characters: Noriko and Li Hua
Setting: District X, NYC, lunch time
Content: Safe.
Summary: This meeting is probably bad for everyone else. Noriko is hungry and Li Hua has food.
There was a vicious wind rushing through the narrow streets, coming from the river and tempering the muggy heet with its cool gust but throwing dust and garbage and the smell of the street into the air. At the park, overlooking the river and the Manhattan Bridge, it was the tiny spring leaves and new pollen the flowers cast up, giving everything a yellow tint and mixing the sweet scent with the sour stench of the tired ground. Today, Li Hua stood with some of her generous sisters, volunteering their time to the Bowery Mission and their mobile food pantry, bringing a hot lunch to those who weren't comfortable coming to the Mission themselves but could use their support. This job was more comfortable and easy than staying at any of the shelters and sitting in on groups; it let Li Hua see the city, and most people smiled, only grateful, and rarely stayed to unburden what tragedies brought them here to her. Sometimes, it was so much Li Hua didn't think she would ever see a change in this place. What she was doing was too slow and taking too long; every individual needed to be convinced of the power in herself, how she deserved to use it to better this world for her and her millions of sisters. Back home, in Li Hua's beautiful, shining city, it took only a war cry to awaken the blood of their mothers in all of her sisters. Here, it took nurturing. The mothers that embraced their power here were long dead, and even Li Hua's most enlightened pupils still denied themselves the power in their sexuality or their muscles or their minds. It had been many generations since the men here had convinced them that they were worthless.
"Don't worry, there is a lot of water, please," she invited an elderly woman, who shyly reached for the nearest bottle set out on the table. Her hands shook, and Li Hua came around the table to carefully help her put three in the cart she dragged, getting only wide eyed confusion from the woman as she waved good bye. It wasn't very busy today, probably because of the heat, and the locals coming out to use the park for picnics and frisbee games and the careful avoidance of the notably less fortunate. The elderly woman shuffled slowly down the path, and the flow of people parted before her like she controlled the water in the river. Li Hua relaxed a moment against her table, watching, and mused to her nearest sister, "There goes an old dragon."