drabbles as follows
plus a heroic effort and the completion of my imaginarybeasts story only two days late which as Eve points out is some sort of miracle. lacewood holds out hope that eventually I may get a story in on time. Snort.
Oh well I feel better now.
PET ME.
yuuko and suppi vs eriol
The little creature lands delicately on her shoulder, like the butterflies he was modeled after. He gives his master an annoyed look. She almost expects him to start washing his tail, but instead he tunnels into her hair, poking his head out enough to look out. "I don't know how you put up with him," the creature tells her.
She puts her hand up and strokes the fine fur along the line of his jaw. "I don't know myself sometimes," she says.
"Oh very funny," says Eriol bitterly. "Spinel, get over here."
"No," says the creature, and sticks out his delicate tongue.
splishsplash i wuz takin a bath
As it turns out pipe foxes don't like baths unless the human is with them in the tub, which is one thing when the pipe spirit is a little lithe snakey thing and something entirely different when the pipe spirit has nine tails and long claws and is enthusiastically attempting to wash the human's eyebrows. Watanuki went under once, twice, gurgled horribly and finally pushed the fox spirit away with desperate strength. It fell back a little and then shoved its head against his chest affectionately.
"All right," said Watanuki, shaking his head rather like the fox spirit shook its fur. "Let's try this again." He reached for the soap. "Hold still," he ordered, and the fox spirit reluctantly obeyed.
wake up get up don't let go
Get up, he said, and Kamui's head lolled to the side as if he was a doll. Hey. Get up. Stand up! He shook him and Kamui fell foward and he realized that there was blood dripping a little from his mouth and nose and then Fuuma got really mad, scared-mad. Goddammit, he said, wake up, wake up, wake up.
He had to stay calm. Kamui's face was calm, but not as if he was sleeping. He always scrunched up his face when he was sleeping. Fuuma looked around, searching for help, for anything: what he saw was ruins and the red anger of the sky.
lullabye
Penelo wakes up and Vaan is behind her with one arm thrown around her waist and Larsa curled up tight against her front. If she wasn't so used to small children climbing in her bed she'd be too hot to stand it. As it is she pushes the top of the bedroll down a little and falls back asleep.
things larsa has used Gabranth's armour for
when we were very young
Seien lifts his brother up in his arms. Despite how dirty and draggled Ryuuki is, he still smells sweet, an infant smell of innocence. Ryuuki buries his head in Seien's neck and clings close. Seien thinks this must be the most wonderful thing in the world; to be one person's world when they were all of yours.
angelic layer sort of
She dreamed that night that Hikaru got up and sat down beside her on the pillow. Hikaru patted her gently on the cheek with her tiny hand and laid her cheek affectionately against hers, as if she was glad that Misaki was her Deus. But when she woke up Hikaru was right where she had left her, leaning against the lamp on the stand beside her bed.
Oh well I feel better now.
PET ME.
yuuko and suppi vs eriol
The little creature lands delicately on her shoulder, like the butterflies he was modeled after. He gives his master an annoyed look. She almost expects him to start washing his tail, but instead he tunnels into her hair, poking his head out enough to look out. "I don't know how you put up with him," the creature tells her.
She puts her hand up and strokes the fine fur along the line of his jaw. "I don't know myself sometimes," she says.
"Oh very funny," says Eriol bitterly. "Spinel, get over here."
"No," says the creature, and sticks out his delicate tongue.
splishsplash i wuz takin a bath
As it turns out pipe foxes don't like baths unless the human is with them in the tub, which is one thing when the pipe spirit is a little lithe snakey thing and something entirely different when the pipe spirit has nine tails and long claws and is enthusiastically attempting to wash the human's eyebrows. Watanuki went under once, twice, gurgled horribly and finally pushed the fox spirit away with desperate strength. It fell back a little and then shoved its head against his chest affectionately.
"All right," said Watanuki, shaking his head rather like the fox spirit shook its fur. "Let's try this again." He reached for the soap. "Hold still," he ordered, and the fox spirit reluctantly obeyed.
wake up get up don't let go
Get up, he said, and Kamui's head lolled to the side as if he was a doll. Hey. Get up. Stand up! He shook him and Kamui fell foward and he realized that there was blood dripping a little from his mouth and nose and then Fuuma got really mad, scared-mad. Goddammit, he said, wake up, wake up, wake up.
He had to stay calm. Kamui's face was calm, but not as if he was sleeping. He always scrunched up his face when he was sleeping. Fuuma looked around, searching for help, for anything: what he saw was ruins and the red anger of the sky.
lullabye
Penelo wakes up and Vaan is behind her with one arm thrown around her waist and Larsa curled up tight against her front. If she wasn't so used to small children climbing in her bed she'd be too hot to stand it. As it is she pushes the top of the bedroll down a little and falls back asleep.
things larsa has used Gabranth's armour for
- sled
- helm holds minnows surprisingly well although Gabranth got the world's filthiest look from his armorer
- xylophone!
- impromptu desk when they were traveling and he had to finish his lessons but there was no plank handy, so he just put the paper on Gabranth's thigh and wrote on it
when we were very young
Seien lifts his brother up in his arms. Despite how dirty and draggled Ryuuki is, he still smells sweet, an infant smell of innocence. Ryuuki buries his head in Seien's neck and clings close. Seien thinks this must be the most wonderful thing in the world; to be one person's world when they were all of yours.
angelic layer sort of
She dreamed that night that Hikaru got up and sat down beside her on the pillow. Hikaru patted her gently on the cheek with her tiny hand and laid her cheek affectionately against hers, as if she was glad that Misaki was her Deus. But when she woke up Hikaru was right where she had left her, leaning against the lamp on the stand beside her bed.