challenge 97
title: New Acquaintance
word count:200
fandom: BtVS/Star Trek: The Next Generation
challenge:#97 - golden moments
disclaimer:Star Trek = Paramount, Roddenberry, etc. Not me. Buffy = Mutant Enemy, Joss Whedon, etc. Not me.
summary: The important question is: are you evil?
Dawn peered up at the strange man. He was all matchy: creepy yellow-gold eyes and skin, gold and black clothes. "You don't look human," she said. "What are you?"
"On the contrary, many have commented over the years on how astonishing it is that I so closely resemble humans, even though I am an android." He seemed to be thinking. "It is my eye color, is it not? Humans often find it unnerving."
"Closely resemble, yeah. Look just like? No." She shrugged. "And yeah, the kinda-gold eyes: totally not human. But that's not important."
The android tilted his head to the side, considering her statement. "What is important?"
"The important question is: are you evil?"
"I am incapable of emotion or desires. I believe, therefore, that I am not inherently 'good' or 'evil.'"
"You don't kill, torture, or maim people or animals for fun or profit?"
He managed to look offended, emotions or not. "I do not. Such behavior is not in keeping with my programming."
She nodded, and then offered him her hand. "I'm Dawn Summers. Pleased to meetcha."
His cool hand gently grasped hers. "I am Lieutenant Commander Data. I am pleased to make your acquaintance."
Author's Note on the following two: When I first saw the prompt, I had one image in mind, so these two are variations on a theme.
title: All That Glitters
word count:200
fandom: BtVS/Stargate: SG-1
challenge:#97 - golden moments
disclaimer: I own neither Angel nor Stargate, and am just mucking around with the characters for a bit.
summary: Dr. Burkle at the SGC.
"I feel ridiculous."
"Oh!" She hurried to reassure him. "Don't! You look great! Just like the girl from Goldfinger!"
She completely missed his small grin. "You're comparing me to a dead girl?"
"Well, no. Its just that--you aren't dead, obviously, that would mean we wouldn't be here talking--but you are, ah," Fred waved her hand up and down, indicating his whole body. "You know."
"Gold?"
"Yes! Like that girl!"
"So you are comparing me to a dead girl!"
"No no no! Not girl-like at all, with the muscles and the jaw, and..."
This time, she saw his grin. She shook her head. "You're the one painted gold, and you're teasing me?"
"Doctor Burkle, you've been staring at my ass since you walked in and saw me like this. Teasing is the least I could do."
She felt her face flush. How mortifying. It was only, she'd just worked up the courage to ask him to join her for coffee, come Doctor Jackson's office...and his clothes were gone, he was...well, he was...and gold! Concentrating on his rear meant she wasn't concentrating on...
"I'll--I'll just be leaving, now. No staring at handsome colleagues!"
A smile. "You think I'm handsome?"
title:Hollywood Recreation
word count: 200
fandom: BtVS/Criminal Minds
challenge: #97 - golden moments
disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Anne/Lily/Chanterelle is Joss Whedon's. The Criminal Minds gang belongs to Jeff Davis and CBS.
notes: This takes place primarily in the xover universe.
summary: The BAU learns of a curious case in Los Angeles
The team settled around the table. J.J. passed out the folders. "Anne Steele, an administrator for the East Hills Teen Center in Los Angeles. She was suffocated, stripped, painted gold, and posed to replicate the Jill Masterson scene from Goldfinger."
"Didn't the character die because the gold paint suffocated her?"
"That's a myth," Reid answered. "The film was made in nineteen sixty-four, when they apparently did believe such a thing was possible. Suffocation only occurs if you can't breathe through your nose or your mouth. Did you know--"
Morgan cut him off. "So to recreate that scene, the unsub had to suffocate her first, then paint her?"
"Yes."
"Police interviews of volunteers and her coworkers at the Teen Center said that Anne was a runaway who turned her experiences into a dedication to helping other teens. They said she seemed well-liked and respected by people in the area."
"If she made someone angry, helped the wrong kid get out of a gang or off the street, they'd just kill her. There wouldn't be this elaborate movie recreation."
"She resembles the Goldfinger actress, which may be why she was chosen."
Morgan looked at J.J. "When do we fly to L.A.?"
word count:200
fandom: BtVS/Star Trek: The Next Generation
challenge:#97 - golden moments
disclaimer:Star Trek = Paramount, Roddenberry, etc. Not me. Buffy = Mutant Enemy, Joss Whedon, etc. Not me.
summary: The important question is: are you evil?
Dawn peered up at the strange man. He was all matchy: creepy yellow-gold eyes and skin, gold and black clothes. "You don't look human," she said. "What are you?"
"On the contrary, many have commented over the years on how astonishing it is that I so closely resemble humans, even though I am an android." He seemed to be thinking. "It is my eye color, is it not? Humans often find it unnerving."
"Closely resemble, yeah. Look just like? No." She shrugged. "And yeah, the kinda-gold eyes: totally not human. But that's not important."
The android tilted his head to the side, considering her statement. "What is important?"
"The important question is: are you evil?"
"I am incapable of emotion or desires. I believe, therefore, that I am not inherently 'good' or 'evil.'"
"You don't kill, torture, or maim people or animals for fun or profit?"
He managed to look offended, emotions or not. "I do not. Such behavior is not in keeping with my programming."
She nodded, and then offered him her hand. "I'm Dawn Summers. Pleased to meetcha."
His cool hand gently grasped hers. "I am Lieutenant Commander Data. I am pleased to make your acquaintance."
Author's Note on the following two: When I first saw the prompt, I had one image in mind, so these two are variations on a theme.
title: All That Glitters
word count:200
fandom: BtVS/Stargate: SG-1
challenge:#97 - golden moments
disclaimer: I own neither Angel nor Stargate, and am just mucking around with the characters for a bit.
summary: Dr. Burkle at the SGC.
"I feel ridiculous."
"Oh!" She hurried to reassure him. "Don't! You look great! Just like the girl from Goldfinger!"
She completely missed his small grin. "You're comparing me to a dead girl?"
"Well, no. Its just that--you aren't dead, obviously, that would mean we wouldn't be here talking--but you are, ah," Fred waved her hand up and down, indicating his whole body. "You know."
"Gold?"
"Yes! Like that girl!"
"So you are comparing me to a dead girl!"
"No no no! Not girl-like at all, with the muscles and the jaw, and..."
This time, she saw his grin. She shook her head. "You're the one painted gold, and you're teasing me?"
"Doctor Burkle, you've been staring at my ass since you walked in and saw me like this. Teasing is the least I could do."
She felt her face flush. How mortifying. It was only, she'd just worked up the courage to ask him to join her for coffee, come Doctor Jackson's office...and his clothes were gone, he was...well, he was...and gold! Concentrating on his rear meant she wasn't concentrating on...
"I'll--I'll just be leaving, now. No staring at handsome colleagues!"
A smile. "You think I'm handsome?"
title:Hollywood Recreation
word count: 200
fandom: BtVS/Criminal Minds
challenge: #97 - golden moments
disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Anne/Lily/Chanterelle is Joss Whedon's. The Criminal Minds gang belongs to Jeff Davis and CBS.
notes: This takes place primarily in the xover universe.
summary: The BAU learns of a curious case in Los Angeles
The team settled around the table. J.J. passed out the folders. "Anne Steele, an administrator for the East Hills Teen Center in Los Angeles. She was suffocated, stripped, painted gold, and posed to replicate the Jill Masterson scene from Goldfinger."
"Didn't the character die because the gold paint suffocated her?"
"That's a myth," Reid answered. "The film was made in nineteen sixty-four, when they apparently did believe such a thing was possible. Suffocation only occurs if you can't breathe through your nose or your mouth. Did you know--"
Morgan cut him off. "So to recreate that scene, the unsub had to suffocate her first, then paint her?"
"Yes."
"Police interviews of volunteers and her coworkers at the Teen Center said that Anne was a runaway who turned her experiences into a dedication to helping other teens. They said she seemed well-liked and respected by people in the area."
"If she made someone angry, helped the wrong kid get out of a gang or off the street, they'd just kill her. There wouldn't be this elaborate movie recreation."
"She resembles the Goldfinger actress, which may be why she was chosen."
Morgan looked at J.J. "When do we fly to L.A.?"