[Fic] [FMA] 50 Sentences about Ling and Lan Fan
Title: 50 sentences about Ling and Lan Fan
Characters: Ling and Lan Fan
Rating: G
Summary: Starting back in Xing, this goes through the spoiler chapter 54 and many, many years beyond. It's kind of sad, sorry. (Implied character death.)
Notes: So last month, I met the lovely and talented shadrad at a con. She said "write moar!" and I said "draw moar!" and we laughed. So, since I got a really cool Lan Fan print from her, here's the 1sentence challenge (since my other writing thing is kinda stalled). Some are from Ling's point of view, some from Lan Fan's and some from the omniscient narrator. Some sentences follow build on each other, but most don't. The last sentence is a reference to this fic...again. Also, I think some of these are a little melodramatic, but a little srs bzns ain't so bad.
BEFORE
#02 - Hero
"An emperor," his mother once told him, "has no time to be a hero."
#26 - Ice
Lan Fan pretends not to see him practice an icy, imperial glare.
#04 - Box
She will not let herself smile while watching him spar against invisible opponents before his formal training.
#34 - Formal
For a young prince, there is no fun in formality.
#16 - Cover
A guard's mask covers many things, but not everything.
#42 - Talk
He talks, and talks, and talks, and talks, and talks...and she listens.
#20 - Talent
Putting up with him, Ling laughs, is truly her talent.
#27 - Fall
She will not catch him, she tells herself, because he will not fall.
#19 - Candle
With her standing guard, Ling can blow out the candle and fear no darkness.
AMESTRIS
#35 - Fever
To give one's self up to another's dreams and desires is to burn with their fever.
#24 - Strength
He fights, and she fights, and together they are strength upon strength.
#15 - Silk
He would not trade armor for silk.
#33 - World
At this moment, in these streets, Ling's world is that which his sword can reach, that which he holds in his arms.
#05 - Run
There is no shame in running; survival has its own glory.
#46 - Gravity
She pushes herself up from his back, trying, she hopes, to ease her weight on his shoulder.
#08 - Cold
Lan Fan's weight suddenly shifts, and he goes cold.
#21 - Silence
Ling calls her name, fears only silence.
#14 - Music
Her ragged breathing more than music.
#09 - Red
Lan Fan looks to her left and sees nothing but Young Master's ruined jacket, ruined and red.
#30 - Body
She has just enough blood to blush a little when Young Master is sent outside so the doctor can cut off her shirt.
#07 - Wings
One year, she thinks as she looks at her useless body in Dr. Knox's mirror and wishes time had wings.
#10 - Drink
"It's a bitter drink sometimes," the lieutenant tells her as they drive away from the fight.
#23 - Fire
To her, the Philosopher's Stone is blood and fire: his fire, her blood.
#06 - Hurricane
To him, the Philosopher's Stone is power and pure energy, a storm of possibility.
#01 - Ring
Alphonse explains further, but at this moment, there is nothing but the message in Lan Fan's hand, the ringing in her ears.
#17 - Promise
They are bound not by a guard's oath or a prince's declaration, but a promise between two young people.
GREED
#43 - Search
Neither knew the searching would be easier than the finding.
#18 - Dream
In her dreams, he strides through the palace, grand as any king, though in the next moment, he melts away.
#41 - Wait
They disregard their own wait as they struggle toward each other.
#03 - Memory
He keeps the memory of her to himself, as much as he can in a place like this.
#50 - Breathe
"Does she breathe for you?" Greed asks.
#37 - Lies
Greed may not tell lies, but Ling will if he has to.
#13 - View
He watches Greed watch her.
#12 - Temptation
"Why not?" asks Greed.
#47 - Highway
"If there was no high road, no honor, no reason for restraint," Greed continues, "what would you do?"
#31 - Sacred
There are promises he will not let Greed break.
#48 - Unknown
She sees his familiar face, but does not know his eyes.
#29 - Dance
Whatever Greed says, she will not follow his lead.
#28 - Forgotten
The prince and his guard share a childhood memory that is neither spoken of, nor forgotten.
#45 - Eclipse
By the set of his shoulders, the rhythm of his breathing, she can tell who has eclipsed whom in Young Master's body.
#22 - Journey
She raises her face, determined that this journey will not end with a homunculus' grin.
AND THEN...
#25 - Mask
And then, and then, Ling takes off her mask.
#39 - Overwhelmed
She does not know how to answer when he asks what she wants.
#44 - Hope
There are things she does not hope, even if they are offered freely to her.
#49 - Lock
They discover cages long locked with unspoken words and unshared smiles.
#40 - Whisper
And although, what passes between them is only a whisper, it is nothing less than breath upon breath.
IMMORTALITY
#38 - Forever
Now, he has forever, but she does not.
#36 - Laugh
He doesn't think he laughs enough for both of them.
#32 - Farewells
He will not think of the farewell he must one day say to her.
#11 - Midnight.
And one midnight, the emperor looks up to see there is no moon in his sky.
Characters: Ling and Lan Fan
Rating: G
Summary: Starting back in Xing, this goes through the spoiler chapter 54 and many, many years beyond. It's kind of sad, sorry. (Implied character death.)
Notes: So last month, I met the lovely and talented shadrad at a con. She said "write moar!" and I said "draw moar!" and we laughed. So, since I got a really cool Lan Fan print from her, here's the 1sentence challenge (since my other writing thing is kinda stalled). Some are from Ling's point of view, some from Lan Fan's and some from the omniscient narrator. Some sentences follow build on each other, but most don't. The last sentence is a reference to this fic...again. Also, I think some of these are a little melodramatic, but a little srs bzns ain't so bad.
BEFORE
#02 - Hero
"An emperor," his mother once told him, "has no time to be a hero."
#26 - Ice
Lan Fan pretends not to see him practice an icy, imperial glare.
#04 - Box
She will not let herself smile while watching him spar against invisible opponents before his formal training.
#34 - Formal
For a young prince, there is no fun in formality.
#16 - Cover
A guard's mask covers many things, but not everything.
#42 - Talk
He talks, and talks, and talks, and talks, and talks...and she listens.
#20 - Talent
Putting up with him, Ling laughs, is truly her talent.
#27 - Fall
She will not catch him, she tells herself, because he will not fall.
#19 - Candle
With her standing guard, Ling can blow out the candle and fear no darkness.
AMESTRIS
#35 - Fever
To give one's self up to another's dreams and desires is to burn with their fever.
#24 - Strength
He fights, and she fights, and together they are strength upon strength.
#15 - Silk
He would not trade armor for silk.
#33 - World
At this moment, in these streets, Ling's world is that which his sword can reach, that which he holds in his arms.
#05 - Run
There is no shame in running; survival has its own glory.
#46 - Gravity
She pushes herself up from his back, trying, she hopes, to ease her weight on his shoulder.
#08 - Cold
Lan Fan's weight suddenly shifts, and he goes cold.
#21 - Silence
Ling calls her name, fears only silence.
#14 - Music
Her ragged breathing more than music.
#09 - Red
Lan Fan looks to her left and sees nothing but Young Master's ruined jacket, ruined and red.
#30 - Body
She has just enough blood to blush a little when Young Master is sent outside so the doctor can cut off her shirt.
#07 - Wings
One year, she thinks as she looks at her useless body in Dr. Knox's mirror and wishes time had wings.
#10 - Drink
"It's a bitter drink sometimes," the lieutenant tells her as they drive away from the fight.
#23 - Fire
To her, the Philosopher's Stone is blood and fire: his fire, her blood.
#06 - Hurricane
To him, the Philosopher's Stone is power and pure energy, a storm of possibility.
#01 - Ring
Alphonse explains further, but at this moment, there is nothing but the message in Lan Fan's hand, the ringing in her ears.
#17 - Promise
They are bound not by a guard's oath or a prince's declaration, but a promise between two young people.
GREED
#43 - Search
Neither knew the searching would be easier than the finding.
#18 - Dream
In her dreams, he strides through the palace, grand as any king, though in the next moment, he melts away.
#41 - Wait
They disregard their own wait as they struggle toward each other.
#03 - Memory
He keeps the memory of her to himself, as much as he can in a place like this.
#50 - Breathe
"Does she breathe for you?" Greed asks.
#37 - Lies
Greed may not tell lies, but Ling will if he has to.
#13 - View
He watches Greed watch her.
#12 - Temptation
"Why not?" asks Greed.
#47 - Highway
"If there was no high road, no honor, no reason for restraint," Greed continues, "what would you do?"
#31 - Sacred
There are promises he will not let Greed break.
#48 - Unknown
She sees his familiar face, but does not know his eyes.
#29 - Dance
Whatever Greed says, she will not follow his lead.
#28 - Forgotten
The prince and his guard share a childhood memory that is neither spoken of, nor forgotten.
#45 - Eclipse
By the set of his shoulders, the rhythm of his breathing, she can tell who has eclipsed whom in Young Master's body.
#22 - Journey
She raises her face, determined that this journey will not end with a homunculus' grin.
AND THEN...
#25 - Mask
And then, and then, Ling takes off her mask.
#39 - Overwhelmed
She does not know how to answer when he asks what she wants.
#44 - Hope
There are things she does not hope, even if they are offered freely to her.
#49 - Lock
They discover cages long locked with unspoken words and unshared smiles.
#40 - Whisper
And although, what passes between them is only a whisper, it is nothing less than breath upon breath.
IMMORTALITY
#38 - Forever
Now, he has forever, but she does not.
#36 - Laugh
He doesn't think he laughs enough for both of them.
#32 - Farewells
He will not think of the farewell he must one day say to her.
#11 - Midnight.
And one midnight, the emperor looks up to see there is no moon in his sky.