As part of my 'I'm going to write more drabbles and fewer ficlets' resolution, I'm, er, going to write more drabbles. Then, you see, it's like I'm writing, but without the stress
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She had tried explaining about the skirt, and the need for the lipstick and, finally, when that hadn't worked, the need to not being laughed off the playground. "Anna's dad lets her dress like this -"
"And if Anna's dad let her throw herself down a well, am I expected to follow suit? I didn't raise you to be a sheep!"
No, her dad's objections didn't make any sense at all. 'Sheep' was wearing the regulation-length skirt and flat shoes, and scrubbing her glittery nail polish off before school on Monday. 'Sheep' was doing what the teacher told you to, and handing in your homework on time, and not smoking.
She gritted her teeth. She stomped her feet. She invoked the sacred rite of, "well, Mum said it was ok -" and finally - finally! he gave in. She wasn't a little girl any longer, and she didn't see why she had to follow some backward village's stupid rules anyway; it's not like they lived there anymore. No - she hoisted the skirt up a little higher - she was a modern girl, and she was going
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I so totally failed to write a drabble. *headdesk* Erm. Well. Hope you like it in any case - I've never written Lilah before, so...
BOREDOM
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Tic. Toc. Tic. Toc. Tic -Lilah Morgan didn't wear boredom well. Her three o'clock had been cancelled due to an inexplicable case of death and she was seriously considering taking the rest of the night off
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Oh, you've given me a hard one! My copy of S4 has gone missing so I don't know if Nadia ever visited Sophia after joining Argentinian intelligence - we'll just say that she did.
Oh, yeah. So totally not a drabble. I suck.
XENOPHOBIA
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Argentinian intelligence had never tried to indoctrinate Nadia into believing in the glory of the state; at least, her instructors had never attempted it. Nadia had occasionally wondered whether patriotism came before or after service, or whether xenophobia had been a necessary by-product. Although noone had ever attempted to convince her of anything, some of her compatriots had somewhat skewed ideas of other nation's operatives;principles; peoples. "We're teaching them to be stupid," Nadia said angrily to Sophia one day, tired of training. "Do you think the USA teaches its agents to look down on foreigners?"
"Yes," Sophia answered honestly. "They all do. We all do. It's the way these things work
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Re: C is for...eldritchhobbitApril 20 2006, 11:53:43 UTC
Gah! I love this so very much. SO very much. It's so visual, and it brings in his fascination for socks (LOL!), and I simply adore his response to Snape. Trust Albus to counter a criticism with an invitation. Terrific irony at the end. Thanks a million!!! (((hugs)))
Hmm. Didn't quite come out the way I intended it. Oh, well.
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CURIOSITY
It's not that she felt threatened. She knew the practicalities of the matter, and Londo Mollari could not afford to replace her as wife, unlike some poor wretches of his former acquaintance. The Emperor would not stand for it a second time. She perfectly, completely safe.
Still, Daggair allowed, perhaps she should check on the new arrival. Londo had refused to name his bride-to-be until the actual nuptial day and Daggair was planning on being quite regrettably ill at that happy time.
Surely a small peek was permissible.
"Daggair. What are you doing here?" Timov, in what could only be described a shocking state of undress.
"Aah, Timov, my dear. How lovely to see so much of you
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Arggh, I thought I had already feedback'd, but now upon checking see I had not! Sorry. Anyway, that's delightful sparring between Daggair and Timov, and it occurs to me that Daggair, Timov and Mariel ought to have a drawing room comedy spin-off of their own!
Re: C is for...kangeikoApril 29 2006, 21:13:56 UTC
Not a problem hon'. :-) Glad you liked it!
it occurs to me that Daggair, Timov and Mariel ought to have a drawing room comedy spin-off of their own!
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You know, this would be just the sort of thing that a seasoned theatrical_muse-er such as yourself would be able to manage... *cough cough nudge nudge*
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Really hope you take it. You more than anyone in the multifandom needs to be writing more OF.*
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"No daughter of mine -!"
She had tried explaining about the skirt, and the need for the lipstick and, finally, when that hadn't worked, the need to not being laughed off the playground. "Anna's dad lets her dress like this -"
"And if Anna's dad let her throw herself down a well, am I expected to follow suit? I didn't raise you to be a sheep!"
No, her dad's objections didn't make any sense at all. 'Sheep' was wearing the regulation-length skirt and flat shoes, and scrubbing her glittery nail polish off before school on Monday. 'Sheep' was doing what the teacher told you to, and handing in your homework on time, and not smoking.
She gritted her teeth. She stomped her feet. She invoked the sacred rite of, "well, Mum said it was ok -" and finally - finally! he gave in. She wasn't a little girl any longer, and she didn't see why she had to follow some backward village's stupid rules anyway; it's not like they lived there anymore. No - she hoisted the skirt up a little higher - she was a modern girl, and she was going ( ... )
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BOREDOM
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Tic. Toc. Tic. Toc. Tic -Lilah Morgan didn't wear boredom well. Her three o'clock had been cancelled due to an inexplicable case of death and she was seriously considering taking the rest of the night off ( ... )
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Oh, yeah. So totally not a drabble. I suck.
XENOPHOBIA
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Argentinian intelligence had never tried to indoctrinate Nadia into believing in the glory of the state; at least, her instructors had never attempted it. Nadia had occasionally wondered whether patriotism came before or after service, or whether xenophobia had been a necessary by-product. Although noone had ever attempted to convince her of anything, some of her compatriots had somewhat skewed ideas of other nation's operatives;principles; peoples. "We're teaching them to be stupid," Nadia said angrily to Sophia one day, tired of training. "Do you think the USA teaches its agents to look down on foreigners?"
"Yes," Sophia answered honestly. "They all do. We all do. It's the way these things work ( ... )
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i have to go look at a boat tomorrow. yeah, my life is so glamorous and exciting...
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Anyway... so totally not a drabble ( ... )
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CURIOSITY
It's not that she felt threatened. She knew the practicalities of the matter, and Londo Mollari could not afford to replace her as wife, unlike some poor wretches of his former acquaintance. The Emperor would not stand for it a second time. She perfectly, completely safe.
Still, Daggair allowed, perhaps she should check on the new arrival. Londo had refused to name his bride-to-be until the actual nuptial day and Daggair was planning on being quite regrettably ill at that happy time.
Surely a small peek was permissible.
"Daggair. What are you doing here?" Timov, in what could only be described a shocking state of undress.
"Aah, Timov, my dear. How lovely to see so much of you ( ... )
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it occurs to me that Daggair, Timov and Mariel ought to have a drawing room comedy spin-off of their own!
*pause*
You know, this would be just the sort of thing that a seasoned theatrical_muse-er such as yourself would be able to manage... *cough cough nudge nudge*
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