The Colours Of My Life 1/2beer_good_foamyJune 9 2013, 19:22:30 UTC
Sorry about the late reply; it's been a busy couple of weeks... Anyway, hope this works for you!
The Colours Of My Life This nest was a factory of some sort, the kind they used to have in all big American cities before they all closed down and started falling apart, but in the high-contrast light of the illumination spell she'd cast a few hours earlier it looked much older. Big complex, big brick buildings, big courtyard like the old castles in Europe, except with logos painted on the walls instead of heraldic animals, and vampires instead of Japanese tourists, at least until they all got slain an hour ago. (The vampires, not the tourists.) Twelve Slayers against 20-odd vamps. It had been a pretty unfair fight, really, Willow thought as she walked over the battlesite towards the one Slayer still here, who seemed to be searching for something in the shadows
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The Colours Of My Life 2/2beer_good_foamyJune 9 2013, 19:22:59 UTC
Willow nodded slowly, peering up at the crumbling brick walls all around them. "Well, look on the bright side, there could be less."
"Less?"
"Sure." Willow's voice was strangely even. "Like, you could feel sorry for what you've done but never really... um... feeling sorry for what was done, because you can't make yourself think the done-tos didn't have it coming. A-and never being sure you wouldn't do the exact same thing again in the same situation. Because really, no matter how much you try to change, you can't tell yourself that the person who did that was someone completely different."
Faith gave her a long look. "That's the bright side, huh?"
"Well, y'know, hypothetically."
"Right."
"Or, um, look at it this way." Willow put on a wry smile. "At least evil me is colour-coded for easy ID. You're in those leather pants even when you're good, how the heck are we supposed to tell the difference?"
"True." Faith nodded. "Of course, evil you could dye her hair red so we wouldn't spot her."
Re: The Colours Of My Life 2/2daria234June 9 2013, 19:38:33 UTC
This is wonderful - thank you so much for writing it!!!
I love all the parallels you draw between them. And lol to the leather pants comment and lolololol that Faith makes her blush. And I really like that you deal with the psychological impact of new slayers killing non-vamp-faces, and Faith's struggle to be in the teacher role, and the dialogue is so very ic. This is just lovely and with just the right amount of angst. Thank you!!!!!
The Colours Of My Life This nest was a factory of some sort, the kind they used to have in all big American cities before they all closed down and started falling apart, but in the high-contrast light of the illumination spell she'd cast a few hours earlier it looked much older. Big complex, big brick buildings, big courtyard like the old castles in Europe, except with logos painted on the walls instead of heraldic animals, and vampires instead of Japanese tourists, at least until they all got slain an hour ago. (The vampires, not the tourists.) Twelve Slayers against 20-odd vamps. It had been a pretty unfair fight, really, Willow thought as she walked over the battlesite towards the one Slayer still here, who seemed to be searching for something in the shadows ( ... )
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"Less?"
"Sure." Willow's voice was strangely even. "Like, you could feel sorry for what you've done but never really... um... feeling sorry for what was done, because you can't make yourself think the done-tos didn't have it coming. A-and never being sure you wouldn't do the exact same thing again in the same situation. Because really, no matter how much you try to change, you can't tell yourself that the person who did that was someone completely different."
Faith gave her a long look. "That's the bright side, huh?"
"Well, y'know, hypothetically."
"Right."
"Or, um, look at it this way." Willow put on a wry smile. "At least evil me is colour-coded for easy ID. You're in those leather pants even when you're good, how the heck are we supposed to tell the difference?"
"True." Faith nodded. "Of course, evil you could dye her hair red so we wouldn't spot her."
"Darn. That'd be just like her. She is an ( ... )
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I love all the parallels you draw between them. And lol to the leather pants comment and lolololol that Faith makes her blush. And I really like that you deal with the psychological impact of new slayers killing non-vamp-faces, and Faith's struggle to be in the teacher role, and the dialogue is so very ic. This is just lovely and with just the right amount of angst. Thank you!!!!!
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