Shocking, Isn’t It? [KH, Sephiroth/Larxene, G]
Title: Shocking, Isn’t It?
Author: jlsigman
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word count: 284
Prompt: Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Larxene: Electricity - "I'll make your hair stand on end."
Sephiroth found himself both attracted and repelled by the castle looming over the dark city. Generally he avoided the area, since throngs of Heartless were not worthy of his blade. But there was something about the huge building, or perhaps its inhabitants, that brought him back even when he was ostensibly searching for Cloud. There was a mystery here that prickled his skin like a closely striking bolt of lightning.
Although, he admitted as he dodged another bolt, some of the prickling would be because there were suddenly a lot of lightning bolts striking close by. As well as daggers flying through the air. And curses, lots and lots of screaming curses hurled as fast as the lightning bolts.
“DO I LOOK LIKE A BOY TO YOU?!?”
It was an honest mistake, he told himself as he continued to weave towards a place where he could use his darkness to warp to anywhere less stormy. He had seen a figure in black, with blonde hair that stood up spikes in the front, and moved in for the kill. He’d been confronted by several lithe enemies, different from the shambling Heartless, which gave his target time to turn around. Things had rapidly gone downhill from there.
“I’LL MAKE YOUR HAIR STAND ON END, I SWEAR!!”
He almost paused to point out the sheer impossibility of that statement. One did not just make over 4 feet of silver strands do that. The amount of electricity needed… would be decidedly fatal, he concluded as a lucky strike caught him in the chest. He crashed through a wall, and with a muttered vow to never step foot in the shadow of that castle again, he teleported himself away.
Author: jlsigman
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word count: 284
Prompt: Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Larxene: Electricity - "I'll make your hair stand on end."
Sephiroth found himself both attracted and repelled by the castle looming over the dark city. Generally he avoided the area, since throngs of Heartless were not worthy of his blade. But there was something about the huge building, or perhaps its inhabitants, that brought him back even when he was ostensibly searching for Cloud. There was a mystery here that prickled his skin like a closely striking bolt of lightning.
Although, he admitted as he dodged another bolt, some of the prickling would be because there were suddenly a lot of lightning bolts striking close by. As well as daggers flying through the air. And curses, lots and lots of screaming curses hurled as fast as the lightning bolts.
“DO I LOOK LIKE A BOY TO YOU?!?”
It was an honest mistake, he told himself as he continued to weave towards a place where he could use his darkness to warp to anywhere less stormy. He had seen a figure in black, with blonde hair that stood up spikes in the front, and moved in for the kill. He’d been confronted by several lithe enemies, different from the shambling Heartless, which gave his target time to turn around. Things had rapidly gone downhill from there.
“I’LL MAKE YOUR HAIR STAND ON END, I SWEAR!!”
He almost paused to point out the sheer impossibility of that statement. One did not just make over 4 feet of silver strands do that. The amount of electricity needed… would be decidedly fatal, he concluded as a lucky strike caught him in the chest. He crashed through a wall, and with a muttered vow to never step foot in the shadow of that castle again, he teleported himself away.