Prompts!

[such_heights]

I am clearly in some sort of pre-NaNo writing hyperdrive right now, and don't want to work on any of my current in progress stories just to have to drop them again come Friday night. Also, as I breezed past my profile today I noticed:

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[magic_at_mungos]

Kaylee is the Doctor's new companion. Sunshine

[such_heights]

Kaylee notices the man in the junkyard straight away - hard not to, sticking out like a loose screw with his fancy clothes in among the grime, suit glinting in the sunlight of this hot afternoon. Her fellow scavengers think he's Alliance and beat a hasty retreat, but Kaylee doesn't reckon so - you can tell an Alliance mole a mile off, after long enough on Serenity, and he just isn't

[faeriemaiden]

THIS IS MY FAVOURITE EVER.

I AM BEAMING LIKE A CRAZY PERSON. BEST. TEAM. EVER. :DDDDDD

[magic_at_mungos]

*runs around flailing* *squees* Hurrah!

[allie_meril]

Hey, aceness attracts aceness, so yeah. :)

Let's say... HDM: Lyra, mid-twenties. Some difficult task, and she reminds herself about working towards the Republic of Heaven.

[such_heights]

She's been in these meetings for three days, and it feels like a lifetime. She's petitioning the council, looking to secure a reallocation of funds - change, a fresh start, a better chance for the kids she grew up alongside, the ones that weren't exposed to the mixed benefits of Jericho's finest minds. But any progress seems infinitesimal, nothing nearly good enough and all so caught up in politics that Lyra wants to scream

[randomneses]

Lily/James and...er...a trumpet.

[such_heights]

"It's like--" James flails for the words. "Every time I see you, the whole room lights up, angels singing and trumpets sounding and the whole bloody lot, and--"

"James, what?" Lily stares at him.

"-- and I've gone mad, I'm pretty sure, I'm down to an 'E' in Transfiguration --"

Lily rolls her eyes. "Oh, wow, things must be dire."

"Seriously," James agrees, oblivious. "And Sirius is probably going to kill me, and--"

Lily grabs him by the robes and kisses him.

"What?" James gasps.

"Anything to stop you talking," she mutters.

"But-- I wasn't done yet, I have a whole thing about promising never to bother you again if you ask me to, and--"

"James. Shut up."

A slow smile spreads across his face. "Okay."

[sunnyrea]

Harry Potter- Ginny and Luna, Should we have a baby?

Doctor Who- I want some Romana!

Firefly- Inaraa and Kaylee, engine room, cute kissing

Torchwood- Let's have some Tosh and Gwen bonding time, with maybe some Ianto thrown in!

[such_heights]

Gwen & Tosh

Owen hits the desk in frustration.

"The systems are still blocking me out - oh, to hell with this." He grabs his belongings and strides out. "I'm done!" he yells in the vague direction of Gwen, who watches him leave with a sigh.

"We still haven't quite got that whole chain of command in place, have we?" she asks Tosh.

"I'm not sure we ever really did," she replies, smiling, then turning to the computers. "Okay, let's see. Oh!" Her keyed-in commands have taken them through to Jack's inbox. "Guess I don't have to hack in after all."

"You knew his password?" Gwen asks.

"Apparently." Tosh frowns. "He mentioned it in passing a while back."

Tosh flicks through files - there's a bunch of increasingly angry messages from UNIT that she'll let Gwen taken care of, various messages from the general public, looks like, that'll need to be sorted through and gleaned for any relevant information.

A reply from Ianto, unopened: Yes, sir, I'm just getting a round of coffee in with the others and then I'm at your disposal.Tosh

[sunnyrea]

awwwwwwwwww!

[melandry]

John/Rodney and the prompt "Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare."

[such_heights]

They really, really nearly died today. Rodney's still humming with it, the aftershock of being at the business end of a dozen blasters, the whole ship around them on the verge of blasting into space dust and all Rodney could do was yell Now, Sheppard, now! and try not to get killed before he could get saved

[melandry]

Ooh, awesome.

[such_heights]

Thanks! And thanks for the prompt, I've been meaning to have a crack at this ship for ages, and that poem is win.