Green
Author: Rose
Fandom: Original [Eschatology]
Characters/Pairing: Judith Finchley, Marie Ferguson, mention of others.
Prompt: 05. Envy
Word Count: 113
Rating: PG-13 ((implied sexuality -- I think so, anyway…))
Disclaimer: Funnily enough, these are all mine.
Notes: This is part of my developing eschatology ‘verse, an urban dark fantasy of sorts and something of a personal experiment. Forgive me any shameless grammatical errors, this is unbeta’d.
Raven optics swivel, sweeping the marble floor in a wide arc before coming to settle on the pair cloistered away in the far corner, where their laughter is consumed by the babble of the fountain.
The Librarian and his teenage lover -- protégé… whatever they’re calling it these days--,
pale limbs twining around his neck like ivy branches, tan fingers digging into jagged hipbones.
Judith nibbles on her lower-lip, feeling the corrosive gnaw of acid in her veins.
“Green is not a good colour on you, Finch,” Marie twirls the flute of her champagne glass between long, inked fingers. Her words are like frost smoke -- cold and blue and sparkling.