I'm alive. No, really. And I'll get into fandom again, soon... anyone want to beta a whole huge backlog of half-finished stuff I have, and tell me what's worth finishing?
Anyway, okay, Happy Ecumenical Snowflake Day, here's the deal: you give me a pairing or character or situation or idea or whatever, preferably from books/anime/manga/comics/TV/
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The rivalry with Luke (he's still Luke to me) has gotten me into some weird situations, over the years. There was that endurance race that started in Tiajauna, ended in Juneau, and featured the only time I've eaten dog outside the Golden Circle. There was all the raiding and counter-raiding: corporate, pirate, and fridge. There was the time we thought we were going after the same girl, a blonde ambassador to the the Golden Circle, and wound up harem-brothers in the seraglio of the Priest-Queen of shadow Qarthe ... on second thought, forget that one.
But this was different. The stakes weren't as high as other games we'd played, but we were closely matched. Too closely matched. I watched him across our chosen battlefield. Breathing easy but a bit quicker than usual, red hair a little ruffled from where he'd ran a hand through it, just the faintest hint of a smile at the corners of his lips. Luke has a great poker face, but I've gotten good at reading him over the years.
A took a deep breath and cursed him, silently. Cocky bastard.
"I'd like to buy a vowel, please."
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But is it the old-style, where you actually went shopping and they always had the cash left over for the ceramic dalmation? :)
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