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Fic: For charloft Displacement
((Prompt: Tonight, tell us about displacement, in 100 words. If you can do it in fewer words, please be our guest! 101 words, though? That is Right Out.))
((OOC: Obviously failed the 100 words thing. An idea I've been toying with for a while, since so many verses I've Rp'd have been with an Ashley, I've never played with how that might have gone ( Read more... ) -
Official "How's My Driving" Post for Kate
Okay guys, you know the drill. Comments are screened, be anonymous if you like, but the bottom line is constructive criticism. And I do want crit, any and all. This is not a compliment post, (although those are always nice : P) So as nice as it is to hear, "There's nothing wrong with what you're doing stfu", it's not really helpful in this ( Read more... ) -
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
Kate slammed her shoulder into the door one last useless time, recoiling with a at wince. It was solid, wasn't going to work. She paced the length of the cell like a caged cat, shoulders tense and wired. Henry was sitting in the center trying to slyly work a metal disk out of his boot for...something. A whole lot of good it would do, they'd been ( Read more... ) -
I've been lost in way back when//The clothes I'll never wear again
Kate paced back and forth in the range, eyes going occasionally to the two sets of safety goggles and earmitts she'd put on the table in anticipation of the next arrival. Five minutes late. What if Morgana had only been humoring her? People seemed to do a lot of that these days, and Kate felt an unfamiliar twinge of uncertainty as she glanced at ( Read more... ) -
Hiatu Notice
I will be out of town and not responding to AIM,or Pms from the 16th - 21st. I'm also wicked busy right now getting ready for said trip, so expect slowness and much delays in tagging/etc. -
Treating my body like a stolen car// Wait//Twelve story building drop
Kate's knuckles screeched out protest after protest through the wrappings as they collided with the punching bag. Improved as her hands were, they weren't ready for this, but she didn't care. Just needed to hit something, because the alternative was curling up on the floor of her shower and hiding tears through hot water. She still felt sick over ( Read more... ) -
Fic: Scar Tissue That I Wish You Saw
Title: Scar Tissue That I Wish You Saw (Sarcastic Mister Know it All)
Character/Pairing: Mildly Kate/Jimmy if you squint.
Prompt: Sanctuary, Red Hot Chili Peppers
[OOC: Little fic I did ages ago and meant to make into something bigger, that never happened, so enjoy now!]
Kate recovers.
Well, Magnus stitches up the hole in her shoulder, slaps her in a ( Read more... ) -
Make a map of what you see, direct the pain objectively
Kate strained, quivering from the shoulders as they nearly wrenched with the now unfamiliar effort of pulling her lower body off the ground. Her toes left the mat, once, twice, three times. She dropped from the chin-up bar onto the mat, sweating, shaking with the new stress on her body. She had a long way to go, but it was something. She sat down ( Read more... ) -
I had a vision I could turn you right, a stupid mission and a lethal fight
The last time Kate had done anything to rack up this many regrettable actions in a day, she'd been about nineteen and there had been tequila involved. Somehow 'abnormal magic bug suit' didn't quite sell as a good excuse.
Magnus had run all the usual tests, and Kate had put up with all the poking and prodding until she was finally allowed to escape ( Read more... )