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Thursday: On Vacation

Jun 18, 2009 07:40

My last day... *pout* I shall have to come up with some crazy themes and do this again!

Today's theme is On VacationAfter yesterday's insanity, our characters really need a break. What do they do to get away from their normal lives ( Read more... )

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neshel June 18 2009, 11:42:05 UTC

Firefly, River, Building sand-castles on the beach

hereswith June 21 2009, 20:10:56 UTC

She knows: what she builds will crumble. Not yet, but soon the water will rise, inching up, dragging down and laying claim. The moat will fill, the towers fall, this castle come to sand. She doesn’t mind, it’s ebb and flow, the ocean’s pulse, she makes it pretty while it lasts, a bridge, there, and crenelations, an escape route for princesses with the will and rope. Salt is in her hair, grains between her toes and her clothes are dirty, her fingers smudged, crusty, like the beach-picked shells in her pocket, before she brushed them and blew. She’ll brush her hands clean too, when she’s done, cross her legs and watch the waves crash, basking in the moment she’s caught.

neshel June 18 2009, 11:42:17 UTC

Torchwood/Heroes, Jack/Ianto/Gabriel, A broken stopwatch spoils half their vacation plans

Mr. Fix It guiltyreasons June 19 2009, 01:37:31 UTC

"Gabriel are you done fixing that yet?" Jack growled, still naked, still aroused, but paused in his actions. How were they going to be able to tell who could handle more anal stimulation before they orgasmed without a stop watch? Even if they moved on from this event the twelve or so fallowing all required a stop watch. Without the piece of hardware they were going to have to go to plan Q: none smutty walk on the beach. No one wants that ( ... )

trinityday June 18 2009, 11:49:12 UTC

Harry Potter, Lily/James, honeymoon

trinityday June 18 2009, 11:50:02 UTC

Doctor Who, Doctor/Donna, holiday that's actually relaxing

doyle_sb4 July 25 2009, 23:00:18 UTC

"Oh, you shouldn't have said that."

Turning her head and opening her eyes to look at him would be far too much effort. "Shouldn't have said what?"

"'Perfect place for a relaxing holiday'," the Doctor quoted back at her, sounding so smug that she would have thrown her beach bag at him, if she could do it without getting up. Maybe she could develop magic mind powers in the next thirty seconds.

"Sun, sea, sand, alien sangria... sounds perfect to me," Donna said contentedly.

"But you've jinxed it," he insisted. "Any second now, you'll see. Invasion fleets screaming from the sky, an ancient race of sea-creatures turning up on the beach to reclaim their planet, the waves boiling into the sky..."

After a few minutes, Donna turned onto her front on the sunbed. "Any sign of that invasion fleet yet?"

"I'm sure they're on the way."

"Bored, are you?"

"I wouldn't say bored, exactly ( ... )

juliet316 July 27 2009, 07:23:29 UTC

Heheh, cute.

trinityday July 28 2009, 20:10:28 UTC

Hee! I especially love that the Doctor was kind of anticipating Donna's jinx to actually work and a bit disappointed when nothing shows up. Plus, Donna threatening to sign him up for the kids' club is just too perfect.

voksen June 18 2009, 11:50:04 UTC

Gundam Wing, Zechs/author's choice, leave of absence

I AM WRITING CRAPPILY LA LA LA *takes the bait anyway* karanguni July 19 2009, 14:22:31 UTC

You're not acting, Treize had said. This is not an act; it is a life, full of life's insecurities and chances and normalcies. I don't think you're going to ever have the chance to drop in and out of character, unless you'd like them all to peg you as insane - and at the end of the day I presume that you'll be better off with everyone liking you as opposed to questioning your state of mind. Let them pry at that and then they'll pry your mask off.

Zechs was grateful for the reminder, as he was for most things delivered by Treize: ironically grateful. Take a break, have a rest, go on leave. His calendar returned Zechs stare with equanimity. Get away for a while, as though he had somewhere else to go instead of someone else to be.

Well. Very well.

Zechs filed the appropriate papers, took his allotted block leave, strode down Oz's main facility, and watched everyone salute and then grin.

'Hot date, sir?' one of his men asked.

'What do you think?' Zechs returned, and headed to the hangers to find Otto, and something to fly.

Re: I AM WRITING CRAPPILY LA LA LA *takes the bait anyway* voksen July 19 2009, 16:04:24 UTC

Yes amazing it is not crappy at all :( Zechs is brilliant and again I love how you make Treize feel like he's there even when he's sir not appearing in this fanfic.