And more fic requests!

Jun 03, 2011 13:38

More precisely, drabble requests. Here.

A drabble will be exactly 100 words ;)

misc: fic requests, voice: ooc, type: journal entry, interaction: open

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014. Mow quorrathexplora July 21 2011, 09:54:26 UTC
"And it smells so very interesting, all fresh and new and at the same time… earthy somehow, and he was going back and forth, and it was giving off that noise, and it was getting shorter, and looking somehow even fresher, and why do people do that… even more, how does it even happen?"

It took Sam maybe five full minutes to figure out that Quorra's excited babbling and questioning referred to her first (between living in an apartment and having a full-time, and more, job) encounter with somebody mowing his lawn.

Even that was fresh and exciting to her.

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073. Desert picture quorrathexplora July 21 2011, 20:54:35 UTC
He didn't do much, when he showed up. His curls were disheveled and his eyes were a little wide behind the glasses, which seemed to be touching reassuringly every few minutes (not usual), and he said nothing in particular. But came and curled with her, holding her tight and stilling, not saying what happened but not letting go, either. Clinging, was one word that, after all this time, came to her mind.

Parched was another.

Quorra was going to ask where, what, who. Later. Now she just held Eric close back and babbled nonsense softly. Hopefully, it would be enough.

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