100 in 100!

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Your challenge (should you choose to accept it) is to crank out 100 words or 1 graphic inspired by the word:
Unfair

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Word on the street gleaned from scavs and ruffs he had worked with before were of medical raids in LaGuardia and that a new laedan had been appointed. It was unlikely that Lowell could have reached LaGuardia so quickly, particularly since what remained of his army had been taken over by his son. He would have had to make the journey alone. If he had been on the battlefield, there was no indication that he had survived the fight. Or perhaps he had joined forces with Jia and, during the return trip, had reached an accord that elevated the girl in her father’s stead.
It was not word Kato would want to hear. If she was now alpha and Laedan, it was unlikely she would have time for the complications of a Cana-Fela relationship. It was as he had said, unfair as it seemed, it was better if his son let her go. To remind Kato of that fact, to give him this news, would mean being accused of interference…but the grudge against his father was justified.
Uzzi had not been present in Kato’s life long enough to have earned the right to advise him.
Or maybe the remaining Channon son had been elevated, father and son ruling together.
He would need to travel to LaGuardia’s Fortress, or else hire some one to go and bring him word. Uzzi did not intend to be here long enough for that word to get back to him and did not have time to seek the truth now. He did not have enough credits on hand to do that. Quentin was dead. He was never getting paid. Whomever was laedan did not matter to him. He had his own life to live.
He read down the signboard menu on the post next to the street vendor’s cart, looking for something he could take back to the healers left in the safehouse Aman had taken them to. There had been food stocked in the pantry there, but no wood for a cook fire and he would not be the only one who was hungry by now. He used the few credits Aman had provided and bought as much warm food as he could carry, as much as he had the credits for, and headed back. Aman should return soon as well, as would the three ruffs. He was curious to know what they had learned…and if Aman had a solid idea to gain them access to Laedan Hallister…though Uzzi had no idea why the man was reluctant to return to his employer.

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“It’s unfair,” Danny grumbled, arms crossed as he leaned against the Camaro.

Steve tilted his head, smirking. “What is?”

“This whole setup,” Danny gestured wildly toward the beach, where surfers cut across waves with ease. “You were born here, practically a fish, while I look like a flailing idiot every time I try to surf.”

“You’re not that bad,” Steve teased, earning a glare.

“Don’t patronize me, McGarrett.”

Steve grinned, grabbing a board. “Come on, I’ll teach you. Just stop overthinking and let the ocean guide you.”

Danny sighed but followed. “Fine. But if I drown, it’s still unfair.”

Chicago Med, Dean x Hannah

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"That's what you're wearing?"

Hannah blinked as she turned, her teal skirt swirling around her knees. Looking down at herself, she took careful inventory - her heels were high, her dress wasn't caught anywhere it shouldn't be, a quick shimmy proved it was zipped up securely... what could possibly be wrong?

Of course, it was Dean who was asking. Dean, who Will Halstead had once so memorably muttered that if it was proven that he, Will, could walk on water, Dean would ask him why he couldn't swim. "I didn't realise you were such an expert on women's fashions," she said, hoping that he just hadn't realised what he'd said, that their newfound friendship wasn't suddenly a figment of her imagination.

"Oh I don't claim to be." Dean held his hands up with a bemused chuckle, a look on his face that she didn't usually see, the look of a man who'd realised that he'd stepped in it. "I only ask because I'm sure there's a rule about weddings, where you're not allowed to outshine the bride and, well..." He gestured in her direction as she tried very hard not to spontaneously combust, her cheeks going scarlet. "It's unfair to April, that's all."

A compliment?

From Dean Archer?

Forget April and Ethan finally getting married, this was a true Christmas miracle.

Flustered, she could only tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and mutter, "Thank you." Another surprise, however, was to come when he took a step towards her, extending his elbow.

"Shall we?" he asked, his gaze holding hers, something suddenly uncertain there.

Strangely it made Hannah feel better, made it easier to tuck her hand into the crook of his arm. "Lead the way."