This Is (100 word drabble) Rating: TmarzipanillaJune 29 2012, 00:13:36 UTC
(I don't think this makes any sense, whatever! It's not what I intended to post today either..)
This is not about Caprica, Sam and all the others left behind, or the woman who died earlier that day. This is not about comfort from the deaths, and emptiness that shadows them.
This is about Laura, who smells like rain, whose lips are bitter from chamalla.
This is about Laura, who is going to die.
This is about Laura, who shivers while she undresses.
This is about Laura, who hums when she is held too tight; whose hands don't shake while traveling up an unfamiliar thigh.
This is about Laura, and the comfort Kara never learned how to give.
Re: This Is (100 word drabble) Rating: TmarzipanillaJune 29 2012, 08:45:24 UTC
Thank you.
I'm a little surprised at the sensuality that did come through in this, but as my thoughts while writing it consisted of 'Rain, Kobol, Laura's lips' I suppose it's a bit more surprising it didn't go farther..
Re: This Is (100 word drabble) Rating: Tk_d_456_345_aJune 29 2012, 13:41:12 UTC
The chamalla on her lips is a persistent image for you, isn't it? This is lovely and I like that it is sensual without suggesting this is an idyllic or perfect pairing. The hands not shaking on the unfamiliar thigh makes me think of how both of these women have a history of using casual sex as an escape from feelings they can't handle.
Re: This Is (100 word drabble) Rating: TmarzipanillaJune 29 2012, 18:13:38 UTC
Yea, Laura tasting like drugs is something I've definitely used before. She's sick and she's dying; the first time around when she's only taking chamalla and there aren't so many noticeable changes to her body, I always feel like there should be a reminder of that to whoever she's with. Hence the bitter taste.
The two of them do have similar coping mechanisms when it comes to tumultuous emotional experiences. The big difference is that Kara is just as likely to get shit-faced drunk, where I don't see Laura binge drinking. Maybe when she was younger?
This is not about Caprica, Sam and all the others left behind, or the woman who died earlier that day. This is not about comfort from the deaths, and emptiness that shadows them.
This is about Laura, who smells like rain, whose lips are bitter from chamalla.
This is about Laura, who is going to die.
This is about Laura, who shivers while she undresses.
This is about Laura, who hums when she is held too tight; whose hands don't shake while traveling up an unfamiliar thigh.
This is about Laura, and the comfort Kara never learned how to give.
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But I know you have a lot on your plate, so no pressure to create yet another WIP. I just really like it.
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Heh, the only thing that this would become a part of is me just trying to experiment with them in more 'canon' situations.
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I'm a little surprised at the sensuality that did come through in this, but as my thoughts while writing it consisted of 'Rain, Kobol, Laura's lips' I suppose it's a bit more surprising it didn't go farther..
I'm glad this was so appealing to you!
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The two of them do have similar coping mechanisms when it comes to tumultuous emotional experiences. The big difference is that Kara is just as likely to get shit-faced drunk, where I don't see Laura binge drinking. Maybe when she was younger?
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This is about Laura...and yet says so very much about Kara.
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