meme!

[lassarina]

Yeah, I have real things to say (I still owe a September goals round-up), but I will get to that after I finish planning Exalted (which became far less distressing after I discovered I helpfully left myself a roadmap a couple of episodes back. Thanks, past-me!)

In the meantime, have a meme I snicked from

Comments

[irish_ais]

What Scars You Will Keep Alive

(I LOVE THIS TITLE BY THE WAY.)

[lassarina]

(I AM PRETTY PROUD OF IT NOT GONNA LIE)

Something tingled at the base of his skull, and the tingle spread over his body. It felt vaguely like the Scan magic that Rosa wielded, but where hers was a gentle exploration, this was a swiftly comprehensive look that spared no niceties of feeling or modesty.

"Well, the damage is not all that bad," the shadow said grudgingly. "Certainly nothing that cannot be mended."

Impulse seized his tongue before rationality could override it. "I was not aware the dead were prone to mending."

The way the shadow chuckled, deeper even than King Odin's voice and rumbling like rocks down a mountainside, sent an icy chill skittering down his spine. "The dead typically are not," the shadow said, "but you are not yet dead-though such a thing could be arranged if it is truly your desire. Far be it from me to dictate your wishes."

[irish_ais]

Ooooh. I like it! Very creepy and evocative.

[lassarina]

Thank you! Someday it will be a Big-Bang-length fic about mind control and possession and OT4 (when only two bodies are actually involved.)

[lassarina]

It is not! It is one of the oldest files in this list--last updated in 2002--and is for FF9.

Below her, in the main square, carpenters hammered frantically to finish the seating and stalls for the upcoming celebration. I Want To Be Your Canary, Garnet's favourite play, would be performed for her birthday celebration, as it was every year.

Garnet paused, her eyes suddenly narrowing. The theatre company would come in on an airship. If she could convince them to let her stow away...no. No. She would ask them to kidnap her.

She couldn't help but giggle. The victim of a kidnapping asking to be kidnapped? What a reversal.

[ovo_lexa]

Fireflies?

Fireflies!

[lassarina]

She's wearing a light green jacket, a pair of jeans that might have cost more than Hyperion, and ridiculous teetering heels that just might put the top of her head level with his chin. But it's her face that really draws his attention. It's rounder, soft with youth, but if not for that it could have been Julia Heartilly's face. Not that Seifer would ever admit to knowing exactly what she looked like-much less would anything short of invasive telepathy wrest the fact that he keeps a copy of the "Eyes On Me" single hidden where no one would think to look-but the resemblance is uncanny.