cookies 'n' cream, flavour of the day and rocky road with fresh peaches and hot fudge
Story: Timeless { backstory | index }
Title: Out Here
Rating: PG (language)
Challenge: FOTD: eschew, Rocky Road #29: out in the cold, Cookies ‘n’ Cream #22: lean
Toppings/Extras: hot fudge, fresh peaches
Wordcount: 521
Summary: Adele Merritt has gone too far this time.
Notes: Isaac shuns you! Shun! SHUN! I have done far too many similar pieces to this, it’s probably getting repetitive. Sorry. The very ending is actual plot though? Eschew: To shun; to avoid (as something wrong or distasteful). Peaches: If a recent relationship didn’t work out, it’s as if it never happened.
The slightly awkward moment of coming down a corridor the same moment an ex was walking up it was not one that Adele Merritt had experienced before. She didn’t really have exes. Even Isaac wasn’t an ex, not really, because they hadn’t had a relationship. They weren’t her style. Relationships were for boring people. Or, well, perhaps merely people who weren’t quite so odd as she was.
It had been a funny few weeks. She had started out attacking him venomously at every moment, verbal barbs that must have hurt but that he didn’t react much to, until the big explosion a few days ago. Then he had stopped bothering being polite and just started ignoring her.
That had been a few days ago, though. Whole days ago. Very long and excruciatingly slow days ago.
She didn’t know why she did it, but when their eyes met-Jesus, her heart-she twitched her lips into a smile. That was not normal for her. Anyone who knew anything about her would know that, and she would have hoped Isaac counted among that number. One smile, she reasoned, would be enough to win him over. Or at least have him talking to her again.
Not changing his expression by one atom, Isaac looked impassively ahead and strode straight past her.
Adele felt her heart shatter violently. A heavy compression formed down the centre of her chest where her ribs met, a harsh pressure that had lingered for a while after Isaac had first told her things were Not Working and had faded only slightly over time. It was back with a vengeance now and Adele almost fell over. It was ridiculous. Once she got around the next corner she had to lean against the wall.
Sucking in a calming breath, Adele waited for herself to get angry, but she didn’t. She’d spent too much time shouting at him and cursing at him and resenting him and being so horrible to him…
Given her behaviour, she wouldn’t give her the time of day in reversed positions, but the positions weren’t reversed. Isaac was hers! Couldn’t he just forgive her already? She was getting tired of waiting. She felt like a kitten on the wrong side of a door. There was warmth inside, and hugs! What was she doing out here when it was so obvious that she belonged in there?
The smile had been a peace offering. She thought she was being gracious. Why wasn’t it enough? And the cold shoulder! What an immature bastard he was.
Her bitter reflections were interrupted by a huge boom and a sudden shudder through the whole ship. Adele would have been thrown to the floor if she hadn’t already been jammed up against the wall, though she did smash against it awkwardly, mostly with one arm and partially with her face. She blinked a few times as the Kraken rocked back and forth in the water, shouts starting up somewhere above her, floor whirling beneath her feet.
What the fuck was that? she thought, rubbing at her wrist, and then made her way up to the deck.
Title: Out Here
Rating: PG (language)
Challenge: FOTD: eschew, Rocky Road #29: out in the cold, Cookies ‘n’ Cream #22: lean
Toppings/Extras: hot fudge, fresh peaches
Wordcount: 521
Summary: Adele Merritt has gone too far this time.
Notes: Isaac shuns you! Shun! SHUN! I have done far too many similar pieces to this, it’s probably getting repetitive. Sorry. The very ending is actual plot though? Eschew: To shun; to avoid (as something wrong or distasteful). Peaches: If a recent relationship didn’t work out, it’s as if it never happened.
The slightly awkward moment of coming down a corridor the same moment an ex was walking up it was not one that Adele Merritt had experienced before. She didn’t really have exes. Even Isaac wasn’t an ex, not really, because they hadn’t had a relationship. They weren’t her style. Relationships were for boring people. Or, well, perhaps merely people who weren’t quite so odd as she was.
It had been a funny few weeks. She had started out attacking him venomously at every moment, verbal barbs that must have hurt but that he didn’t react much to, until the big explosion a few days ago. Then he had stopped bothering being polite and just started ignoring her.
That had been a few days ago, though. Whole days ago. Very long and excruciatingly slow days ago.
She didn’t know why she did it, but when their eyes met-Jesus, her heart-she twitched her lips into a smile. That was not normal for her. Anyone who knew anything about her would know that, and she would have hoped Isaac counted among that number. One smile, she reasoned, would be enough to win him over. Or at least have him talking to her again.
Not changing his expression by one atom, Isaac looked impassively ahead and strode straight past her.
Adele felt her heart shatter violently. A heavy compression formed down the centre of her chest where her ribs met, a harsh pressure that had lingered for a while after Isaac had first told her things were Not Working and had faded only slightly over time. It was back with a vengeance now and Adele almost fell over. It was ridiculous. Once she got around the next corner she had to lean against the wall.
Sucking in a calming breath, Adele waited for herself to get angry, but she didn’t. She’d spent too much time shouting at him and cursing at him and resenting him and being so horrible to him…
Given her behaviour, she wouldn’t give her the time of day in reversed positions, but the positions weren’t reversed. Isaac was hers! Couldn’t he just forgive her already? She was getting tired of waiting. She felt like a kitten on the wrong side of a door. There was warmth inside, and hugs! What was she doing out here when it was so obvious that she belonged in there?
The smile had been a peace offering. She thought she was being gracious. Why wasn’t it enough? And the cold shoulder! What an immature bastard he was.
Her bitter reflections were interrupted by a huge boom and a sudden shudder through the whole ship. Adele would have been thrown to the floor if she hadn’t already been jammed up against the wall, though she did smash against it awkwardly, mostly with one arm and partially with her face. She blinked a few times as the Kraken rocked back and forth in the water, shouts starting up somewhere above her, floor whirling beneath her feet.
What the fuck was that? she thought, rubbing at her wrist, and then made her way up to the deck.