The Marci Rating System

Who knew? Everyone? No one? Certainly not me.

“She’s right,” Liang Qiu said. She made a face behind her back. The sword spirit had definitely known the whole time and not told her. “Also, the Sect Leader is outside.”

Xiaohai made a panicked noise, and Liang Qiu raised her eyebrows. “You think he didn’t know?”

Okay, it's only five sentences. That's 83% of the goal!

He almost said, “That’s fine,” but he thought that might be too close to a lie. Instead he offered a truth he held in unshakeable confidence. “I trust you.”

Her successor disciple was almost absolutely going to get himself killed. She might kill him herself!

*This week's writing could probably better be summed up as "six times I planned to think about my story and fell asleep instead."

*Or, "I wrote six words and called it a day."

*But here's four sentences, which is two-thirds of six, and I'll give it the 'gold star you tried' prize for the week.

“I remember you saying you burned down my house,” he said finally.

“I never said it was my fault,” she answered.

He rolled his eyes. “It was implied."

I wrote all of these words yesterday! I have no idea what's happening!

“The three disciple technique?” Wang Lu guessed. “Is it that serious?”

“It’s not for Xiaohai,” she said. “Ling-er is with him; you really think there’s anything he can do that she can’t handle?”

“Then what —“

She rolled her eyes. “Am I blind now? It’s for you, obviously.”

Still not sure whether I'm actually writing this fic or not, but I've had a lot of fun thinking about it.

“What do you mean?” Wang Wu said, all breezy innocence. “Of course you must have spent the time diligently developing your own sword style, just as your master directed you to do.”

“You excused me from classes.”

She shrugged. “You asked me to. I assumed you were pining for Xiaohai.”