[drabbles] Gambling (Arabians Lost), Mikanagi (Seraphim Spiral)
Next couple alphabet post drabbles.
Title: Gambling
Fandom: Arabians Lost
Rating: PG(-13?)
Disclaimer: Quinrose owns them and I really don't want to.
Word count: 345
Notes: Written for flight_of_ideas G claim.
Gambling
Aileen smirked and raised an eyebrow at the man across the table from her. He muttered under his breath, curses she was sure, as he sipped his coffee. "I'm sorry, Roberto, I didn't catch what you just said. Could you repeat it a little louder?" She thought she did rather well at keeping a gloating tone out of her voice.
The blond raised his head and crossed his arms. "I said, you had to have cheated! There is absolutely no way that you could beat me at cards!" He tried to run a hand through his hair in frustration but his fingers caught in the metal band that held Aileen's veil in place around his head. Roberto's scowl deepened.
Tilting her head to the side, Aileen put on her best innocent expression. "That is high praise coming from an experienced gambler like yourself, Roberto." Her win really had been the strangest fluke, but Aileen wasn't going to question it. "And you agreed to the bet so it would be unfair to back out now."
"But why do I have to wear your veil?" he whined. "Why couldn't it be something else?"
Aileen's eyes narrowed. "Because if you had been able to fit into any of my clothes I would have slit my wrists with your dagger," she deadpanned, horrified at the thought. "You'll just have to deal with it."
Eyes askance, Roberto nodded as he murmured, "Yeah, I guess you're right about that..." He looked at her again, plaintively. "Do I really have to wear this all day?"
It took great control to keep her laughter in check. "That was my end of the wager," she answered without a bit of remorse. Finishing her coffee, she stood up and smiled. "Hurry up, if you please, and get ready to go out. We'll be fighting in the cave today."
As she walked away she saw Roberto clutch his head with both hands and whimper. Allowing herself a victorious grin and a mental pat on the back, Aileen headed outside.
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A nod to the whole "drinking coffee the morning after" conversation. ^^
And another one from an obscure dating sim.
Title: Mikanagi
Fandom: Seraphim Spiral
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: b-works owns the characters contained herein.
Word count: 262
Warnings: Spoilers for the first day of gameplay.
Notes: For flight_of_ideas's M claim.
Mikanagi
Akito stared down at the small rock in his hand. It shone faintly, a silvery white glow against the growing darkness as the sun set. Strange how the same color had seemed so much more intimidating in the hair and eyes of the man who had appeared on the same night Akito found the stone.
He had called himself Mikanagi, and told Akito with no emotion in his face or voice that he would kill him. Akito shivered and pulled his knees up to his chest as he sat on his bed. "Less than two weeks," he whispered as he rolled the stone around his palm. "What does he mean, I'm the 'sacrifice'? And who are the people he was talking about?" Akito heaved a giant sigh and closed his eyes. Images of the mysterious young man with piercing eyes, and an even sharper sword, played across his eyelids.
It's a shame that someone so beautiful is so cold.
The thought made Akito's face warm up as he rested his forehead against his knees. Everything that had happened to him in the previous few days rushed through his head and left confusion in its wake. "I don't understand," he murmured with another sigh.
A knock on the door made Akito jump. "Yes?"
"It's me," Souichirou called from outside. "Time for supper."
Akito nodded even though his brother couldn't see. "I'll be right there." He looked around and then hid the stone under his pillow. Once he was alone again he resolved to try to figure his problems out again.
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Hmm, I don't know what I think of this one...
Title: Gambling
Fandom: Arabians Lost
Rating: PG(-13?)
Disclaimer: Quinrose owns them and I really don't want to.
Word count: 345
Notes: Written for flight_of_ideas G claim.
Gambling
Aileen smirked and raised an eyebrow at the man across the table from her. He muttered under his breath, curses she was sure, as he sipped his coffee. "I'm sorry, Roberto, I didn't catch what you just said. Could you repeat it a little louder?" She thought she did rather well at keeping a gloating tone out of her voice.
The blond raised his head and crossed his arms. "I said, you had to have cheated! There is absolutely no way that you could beat me at cards!" He tried to run a hand through his hair in frustration but his fingers caught in the metal band that held Aileen's veil in place around his head. Roberto's scowl deepened.
Tilting her head to the side, Aileen put on her best innocent expression. "That is high praise coming from an experienced gambler like yourself, Roberto." Her win really had been the strangest fluke, but Aileen wasn't going to question it. "And you agreed to the bet so it would be unfair to back out now."
"But why do I have to wear your veil?" he whined. "Why couldn't it be something else?"
Aileen's eyes narrowed. "Because if you had been able to fit into any of my clothes I would have slit my wrists with your dagger," she deadpanned, horrified at the thought. "You'll just have to deal with it."
Eyes askance, Roberto nodded as he murmured, "Yeah, I guess you're right about that..." He looked at her again, plaintively. "Do I really have to wear this all day?"
It took great control to keep her laughter in check. "That was my end of the wager," she answered without a bit of remorse. Finishing her coffee, she stood up and smiled. "Hurry up, if you please, and get ready to go out. We'll be fighting in the cave today."
As she walked away she saw Roberto clutch his head with both hands and whimper. Allowing herself a victorious grin and a mental pat on the back, Aileen headed outside.
~ ~ ~
A nod to the whole "drinking coffee the morning after" conversation. ^^
And another one from an obscure dating sim.
Title: Mikanagi
Fandom: Seraphim Spiral
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: b-works owns the characters contained herein.
Word count: 262
Warnings: Spoilers for the first day of gameplay.
Notes: For flight_of_ideas's M claim.
Mikanagi
Akito stared down at the small rock in his hand. It shone faintly, a silvery white glow against the growing darkness as the sun set. Strange how the same color had seemed so much more intimidating in the hair and eyes of the man who had appeared on the same night Akito found the stone.
He had called himself Mikanagi, and told Akito with no emotion in his face or voice that he would kill him. Akito shivered and pulled his knees up to his chest as he sat on his bed. "Less than two weeks," he whispered as he rolled the stone around his palm. "What does he mean, I'm the 'sacrifice'? And who are the people he was talking about?" Akito heaved a giant sigh and closed his eyes. Images of the mysterious young man with piercing eyes, and an even sharper sword, played across his eyelids.
It's a shame that someone so beautiful is so cold.
The thought made Akito's face warm up as he rested his forehead against his knees. Everything that had happened to him in the previous few days rushed through his head and left confusion in its wake. "I don't understand," he murmured with another sigh.
A knock on the door made Akito jump. "Yes?"
"It's me," Souichirou called from outside. "Time for supper."
Akito nodded even though his brother couldn't see. "I'll be right there." He looked around and then hid the stone under his pillow. Once he was alone again he resolved to try to figure his problems out again.
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Hmm, I don't know what I think of this one...