YURI SHIPPING OLYMPICS 2024 - BONUS ROUND 7

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For this round, we want to see prompts that are based on settings or locations! For your prompts, please provide a location or setting. It can be as specific or as abstract as you want, and can be in any medium you prefer!

POINTS - BONUS ROUNDS
For prompts: 10 points each (maximum of 150 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:
First 4 fills by any member of your team: 100 points each
Fills 5-10: 50 points each
Fills 11-20: 40 points each
Fills 21-50: 30 points each
Fills 51+: 25 points each

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FILL: Team Kittyuri

[missiletoe]

Ship: Amaya/Janai from The Dragon Prince

She finds her out on the deck. Gren gives her a wave from the balcony as she passes, a glass telescope in one hand. She waves back.

Janai taps her on the shoulder once and waits for her to turn to speak.

“They say we’ll make landfall in a couple hours,” she says, pointing out towards the east. The ocean crests and falls at the tip of her finger.

Amaya nods, scooting over on the railing to make room for her. She has her rapier clipped to her belt, even with no present danger in sight, and her fingers drum against the hilt now.

Amaya keeps her hair cut short, barely dipping below her chin, and the wind ruffles what little she has of it. Janai smiles and catches the ends between her fingers and Amaya lets her, watches her, and a knowing look crosses her face.

That’s not why you’re here, she signs and Janai smiles wryly, caught red-handed. She wraps an arm around her shoulder, squeezes her under her chin.

Admissions and vulnerabilities have never come easy to her but she tries. For Amaya. She’s all rough corners and hard lines but for Amaya she tries to soften herself a little bit, let loose some of the emotions she’s still learning to name.

“We’ll find them,” she decides finally on, looking at Amaya head-on. “We’ll find your nephews.”

Amaya gives her one curt nod in response, her eyes ablaze with passion.

I know we will.