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Fic: In Control
Title: In Control
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters: Zero and the weekly shack-up (mention of possessed!Az)
Rating: PG
Summary: It's that time of the week...
Warning: pre-series *Written for tinman100's Challenge 21.
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The OCs are mine.
She stretches her neck side to side as he stares at her, watching every twitch, every bead of sweat... He knows what she's going to do before she does, yet she still manages to surprise him.
How does she do it?
'Because she's a professional,' he realizes. 'This is her job, to let you believe you're in control.'
She would make a great officer. She could probably give Azkadellia run for her Platinums, sorcery aside.
She would also make the Longcoats look good. Literally.
"You just gonna sit there?" she asks.
"I fold," Zero responds, tossing the cards to her.
She smiles, which freaks him out. It shouldn't, but it does.
He sometimes wonders what his fellow soldiers would say if they knew his "weekly shack-up" was, in fact, a card game and tea. Sure, they'd done the deed once or twice, but, truth be told, he rather enjoyed the two hour-break from his duties.
It was almost like being normal. Because life in the Zone was anything but normal those days.
A tinkling sound draws Zero's attention and his eyes widen as he finds her stirring her tea.
"Don't freak out," she says, nodding to the cup. "Just sugar."
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters: Zero and the weekly shack-up (mention of possessed!Az)
Rating: PG
Summary: It's that time of the week...
Warning: pre-series *Written for tinman100's Challenge 21.
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The OCs are mine.
She stretches her neck side to side as he stares at her, watching every twitch, every bead of sweat... He knows what she's going to do before she does, yet she still manages to surprise him.
How does she do it?
'Because she's a professional,' he realizes. 'This is her job, to let you believe you're in control.'
She would make a great officer. She could probably give Azkadellia run for her Platinums, sorcery aside.
She would also make the Longcoats look good. Literally.
"You just gonna sit there?" she asks.
"I fold," Zero responds, tossing the cards to her.
She smiles, which freaks him out. It shouldn't, but it does.
He sometimes wonders what his fellow soldiers would say if they knew his "weekly shack-up" was, in fact, a card game and tea. Sure, they'd done the deed once or twice, but, truth be told, he rather enjoyed the two hour-break from his duties.
It was almost like being normal. Because life in the Zone was anything but normal those days.
A tinkling sound draws Zero's attention and his eyes widen as he finds her stirring her tea.
"Don't freak out," she says, nodding to the cup. "Just sugar."