Title: Representing the O.Z., Character: The Mystic Man, Rating: GklcthebookwormMay 19 2011, 20:49:47 UTC
Title:Representing the O.Z. Author: klcthebookworm Characters: The Mystic Man and Franklin Rating: G Summary:The Mystic Man’s tests are never what they appear to be. Warnings: Set pre-miniseries. Words: 198
The Mystic Man felt the disapproving gaze from the office doorway as he adjusted the red, blue, and purple plaid waistcoat before picking up his jacket. It was getting a bit snug around his middle. “There is a reason for my garish choices this morning, Franklin.”
His Steward merely raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t say anything, sir.” “Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy.” He brushed the striped trousers, green and yellow, and quite comfortable. Why his valet kept hiding them in the back of the wardrobe was a thornier issue than Franklin’s fashion taste. “One should pay attention to details, but never at the expense of the larger picture.”
“Hopefully none of the applicants are vision impaired, unlike the tailor that made those garments.” The Mystic Man frowned. “I
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Over the past annual Cain had grown accustomed to Glitch's eccentricities. Still, when presented with a naked headcase in his bed, he wasn't quite sure how to react. Glitch was covered by a sheet from the waist down, but there was still plenty of pale, freckled skin on display as he dozed
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Though, if you get 219 words, I won't say anything. ;)
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Title:Representing the O.Z.
Author: klcthebookworm
Characters: The Mystic Man and Franklin
Rating: G
Summary:The Mystic Man’s tests are never what they appear to be.
Warnings: Set pre-miniseries.
Words: 198
The Mystic Man felt the disapproving gaze from the office doorway as he adjusted the red, blue, and purple plaid waistcoat before picking up his jacket. It was getting a bit snug around his middle. “There is a reason for my garish choices this morning, Franklin.”
His Steward merely raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t say anything, sir.”
“Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy.” He brushed the striped trousers, green and yellow, and quite comfortable. Why his valet kept hiding them in the back of the wardrobe was a thornier issue than Franklin’s fashion taste. “One should pay attention to details, but never at the expense of the larger picture.”
“Hopefully none of the applicants are vision impaired, unlike the tailor that made those garments.”
The Mystic Man frowned. “I ( ... )
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