Ordinarily, the challenges will go until Monday night, but ordinarily, they'll be going up Thursday night. So this one will be running until Tuesday night, just to make up for it
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New Uniform -- DC Comics (Teen Titans), G, Cassie/Kon-El, "spandex"juleskicksJuly 29 2006, 06:12:43 UTC
Cassie’s changed her costume over the years, but this was --
"That's a new outfit, isn't it?" he finally managed, staring at Cassie as she drew her legs up to her chest, curling up a few feet away from him.
"Yeah," she said, and wouldn't look at him.
"You look really, um... " Hot had actually been his first thought, followed soon after by fine, bangin', and smokin'. Fortunately, his survival instincts kicked in as well, and he managed to just keep it to a weak "good".
Lamer than lame? Duh. But also safe. Probably. You never quite knew with Cassie.
An Unkindness - Babylon 5; G'Kar&Londo; G; ChainsalicamelJuly 29 2006, 11:58:00 UTC
It was an unkindness to mention the chains, G’Kar knew. But he had, he felt, earned the right to some small unkindness here and there. The mention of them had brought those days rushing back again and he closed his eyes to fight them away as he wrapped his hands around his wrists to remind himself of his freedom
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Babylon 5, Vir&Lennier, G, ToxinalicamelJuly 29 2006, 13:42:06 UTC
"A strange feeling. Like a little box hidden from the rest of the universe. Another universe inside this one. Nothing made sense the same way it does out here
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Grey's Anatomy; Izzie/Denny; PG; Ginger Snappearl_oJuly 29 2006, 21:04:34 UTC
Izzie spends the first week in her bedroom with the drapes closed and the lights off. She comes down to the kitchen to eat a bowl of cereal and get more water once in a while, but otherwise that's it. The first few days, George knocked on her door a couple of times to ask her if she wanted to talk, but when she ignored him, he left her alone
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"What are you supposed to be, a pirate? What is this shit?"
"Hey, student! Join the army?"
"Fuck off!"
Recruitment Week at Hearst College was a hard one for Buster. If the nerds weren't flicking pizza toppings at him, the Mexicans were making rumbly noises with their teeth and laughing. The only person who had come to his table to sign up had left the name of "Heywood Jablome" and an address with no zip code. Half of a cherry popsicle whizzed through the air and landed on the ground beside him.
"Nice shot! Not!" Buster said in his outside voice.
He turned around to put on his Sportsmanship Medal -- that would show these kids who was a real patriot and who wasn't -- and found a 19-year-old girl typing on his government-issue laptop.
"Excuse me," Buster said. "I'm pretty sure you're technically committing--" he looked around and lowered his voice "--light treasonThe girl didn't look fazed, but Buster could smell the fear beneath her fruity girly sparkly
( ... )
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"That's a new outfit, isn't it?" he finally managed, staring at Cassie as she drew her legs up to her chest, curling up a few feet away from him.
"Yeah," she said, and wouldn't look at him.
"You look really, um... " Hot had actually been his first thought, followed soon after by fine, bangin', and smokin'. Fortunately, his survival instincts kicked in as well, and he managed to just keep it to a weak "good".
Lamer than lame? Duh. But also safe. Probably. You never quite knew with Cassie.
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You wrote Grey's!
You wrote Grey's and it's AWESOME and I LOVE YOU and. and.
*hearts*
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"No, thanks."
"Hey, student! Join the army!"
"What are you supposed to be, a pirate? What is this shit?"
"Hey, student! Join the army?"
"Fuck off!"
Recruitment Week at Hearst College was a hard one for Buster. If the nerds weren't flicking pizza toppings at him, the Mexicans were making rumbly noises with their teeth and laughing. The only person who had come to his table to sign up had left the name of "Heywood Jablome" and an address with no zip code. Half of a cherry popsicle whizzed through the air and landed on the ground beside him.
"Nice shot! Not!" Buster said in his outside voice.
He turned around to put on his Sportsmanship Medal -- that would show these kids who was a real patriot and who wasn't -- and found a 19-year-old girl typing on his government-issue laptop.
"Excuse me," Buster said. "I'm pretty sure you're technically committing--" he looked around and lowered his voice "--light treasonThe girl didn't look fazed, but Buster could smell the fear beneath her fruity girly sparkly ( ... )
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I love you so much, Roz.
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