(OOC) Drabble Meme

[fingeroflife]

Because I clearly have too much time on my hands. Pick one or more characters -- preferably ones Francescu's interacted with at camp, but I'll do my best in any case. I cannot write the pr0n for love or money, so I'm gonna cap these at PG-13ish, and I reserve the right to make them strange and surreal in the style of my canon. Otherwise, ask and

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[esp_not_pms]

Surprise me~? :D

[fingeroflife]

SurpriseMaster and apprentice sat across from each other in the shadows of the evening, an intricate chain of symbols hovering between them. Once, a candle would have burned on the table between them, but the need for such props was long past

[esp_not_pms]

YOU ARE MY HERO AND I NEED AN ICON FOR HOW HARD I AM LAUGHING. 8D 8D 8D

[fingeroflife]

Happy to oblige!

[sisterskeeper]

Surprise me for either Simon or Kisa or anyone at camp?

[fingeroflife]

This is weirder than normal, and I apologize.

The Listening Maiden

Simon awoke to the sound his sister's voice, her formal cadence remeniscent of grade-school public speaking exercises. She stood in a fighting stance, and her eyes were closed as she spoke.

"The sutra of the Listening Maiden:

Once, there was a maiden whose ears were open.

She tried to close them, but the world came in anyway. It danced in her head, so she danced with it.

The world sent her pain and death, and she wove them into her dance.

It sent her silence, but she rejected it.

'Life is struggle,' said she."

River struck her brother a single blow, and Simon understood.

[holyprophetril]

...audience here, just loving you for that reference.

[fingeroflife]

♥! I'm glad you enjoyed!

[latrine_orderly]

Excel yearns for Mr. T Key~!

[fingeroflife]

I Pity Da FooExcel was not, normally, one to question camp effects; after all, she was used to stranger things in the service of her glorious Lord. But as she skipped happily toward the ACROSS base, absently shooting a zombie in the eye-socket as she passed it, she saw something that shook even her notoriously resilient worldview

[latrine_orderly]

Hahaha, I hadn't actually meant it literally but that's amazing~♥

[fingeroflife]

I didn't think you did, but I take my prompts where I can get them. ♥!

[doctorquincy]

I CAN SPELL WTF

Shiny. ♥

[fingeroflife]

It was a rare day of quiet at the hospital, and Ryuuken was taking shameless advantage of it. His paperwork backlog was nearly completed, and a mug of coffee steamed invitingly at his elbow. So intent was he on his task that he did not notice the steadily increasing illumination until his spiritual senses alerted him to a presence outside his door.

"If you intend to leave the hispital before you are discharged," he commented, "you should at least wait until you are less...shiny."

Ikkaku glanced down at his brightly glowing wounds, a legacy of a recent battle with Marcy, and grinned unrepentently.

"Thanks, Doc. I'll keep that in mind."

[toiletseat_girl]

Something with George, please! Beyond that, it's your call. ^_^

[fingeroflife]

Calling

It had taken George a while to adjust to Morrigan's presence in her mind. The zanpaktou's persona was everything she didn't want to be -- brash, bloodthirsty and easily bored. Yet whenever they fought together, those worries faded, replaced by the exultion of a perfectly matched team. It would have been troubling if it didn't feel so right.

She asked the scythe about it one day, in the empty place in her mind where they usually conversed. For a moment, Morrigan laughed as George glared at her avatar in irritation, and after a time she answered.

"This is what you were made to do, you know. Care for souls. Kill the things that feed on him. It's what I was made for, too." Morrigan paused, reflectively. "You might say it's our calling."