adventure, mythology, pause
Title: adventure, mythology, pause
Fandom: LOST
Characters: Richard and Esau, Richard and Jacob, Ji Yeon/Aaron
Rating: PG, PG, PG-13
Word Count: 324
Summary: Three drabbles written for lostsquee
(adventure, Richard and Esau)
Ricardus runs a nervous hand through his dirty hair as the dark figure circles him.
"Interesting he should choose you," the figure muses. "You stink of fear."
Ricardus lifts his chin. "I fear nothing."
"You fear death." The creature speaks smoothly, but there is a feral glint in his green eyes.
Perhaps he is reckless for his decision, but few, if any, are granted the same opportunity. "I'm going to accept Jacob's offer."
"Of course you are," he laughs. "But when he's done with you, I will be waiting."
Ricardus swallows. "A very long time, to be sure."
Sweat drips down his neck. He isn't sure at all.
(mythology, Richard and Jacob)
Richard keeps his voice neutral, careful to contain his bewilderment. "Are you sure?"
Jacob is indecipherable as he rolls a game piece around in his palm. "I'm sure."
Richard rarely complains, but it would be nice for Jacob to share his reasoning for once. For a being who always claims to know what he's doing, he seems to change his mind quite often. "You said he was important, that he was special."
"He is," Jacob says patiently, as if the answer is right in front of Richard's nose. "That's why he and Michael need to leave the island."
Richard sighs in submission. Ben isn't going to like this.
(pause, Ji Yeon/Aaron)
Ji Yeon plops the groceries on the counter and tries to wave away the stench of paint, booze, and smoke. "Aaron?"
"Over here." His voice barely reaches over the noise. She slaps a button on the stereo, and the screeching metal morphs into silence. "I was listening to that," Aaron slurs, sprawled over the sofa with a bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
"What is the matter with you?" she nearly chokes. He waves the smoke in the direction of his newest painting. Angry, chaotic colors form a piano, smashed and smoldering.
"I've seen the end of the world, babe, and it ain't pretty."
Fandom: LOST
Characters: Richard and Esau, Richard and Jacob, Ji Yeon/Aaron
Rating: PG, PG, PG-13
Word Count: 324
Summary: Three drabbles written for lostsquee
(adventure, Richard and Esau)
Ricardus runs a nervous hand through his dirty hair as the dark figure circles him.
"Interesting he should choose you," the figure muses. "You stink of fear."
Ricardus lifts his chin. "I fear nothing."
"You fear death." The creature speaks smoothly, but there is a feral glint in his green eyes.
Perhaps he is reckless for his decision, but few, if any, are granted the same opportunity. "I'm going to accept Jacob's offer."
"Of course you are," he laughs. "But when he's done with you, I will be waiting."
Ricardus swallows. "A very long time, to be sure."
Sweat drips down his neck. He isn't sure at all.
(mythology, Richard and Jacob)
Richard keeps his voice neutral, careful to contain his bewilderment. "Are you sure?"
Jacob is indecipherable as he rolls a game piece around in his palm. "I'm sure."
Richard rarely complains, but it would be nice for Jacob to share his reasoning for once. For a being who always claims to know what he's doing, he seems to change his mind quite often. "You said he was important, that he was special."
"He is," Jacob says patiently, as if the answer is right in front of Richard's nose. "That's why he and Michael need to leave the island."
Richard sighs in submission. Ben isn't going to like this.
(pause, Ji Yeon/Aaron)
Ji Yeon plops the groceries on the counter and tries to wave away the stench of paint, booze, and smoke. "Aaron?"
"Over here." His voice barely reaches over the noise. She slaps a button on the stereo, and the screeching metal morphs into silence. "I was listening to that," Aaron slurs, sprawled over the sofa with a bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
"What is the matter with you?" she nearly chokes. He waves the smoke in the direction of his newest painting. Angry, chaotic colors form a piano, smashed and smoldering.
"I've seen the end of the world, babe, and it ain't pretty."