Prompt Post - Part Ten
I am REALLY, REALLY SORRY about taking so long, guys, and about not being around much recently. I've been busier than I have in a while, and it just kept slipping my mind between uni applications and volunteering and all sorts- for some reason I thought we were much further off a new post.
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Seconding the hell out of this one.
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'Nthed.
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He blinked, as he felt that again. It was a solid, palpable force of fear, not anger. And the way she kept clasping her hands in a timid, uncertain gesture was far from anything that could be seen as aggressive. It didn’t fit the usual image of a warlike white.
“I don’t-“ Her thoughts scurried around under his focus, unorganized. She watched him, still wide eyed and tense, but more ( ... )
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‘And if you should be allowed on Earth.’ J’onn left that thought private. “But first, I believe learning who you are takes precedence.”
“You want to hear about me?” The blink and double take the white martian gave him that time was nothing short of astonished. And a confused, mental nudge against his mind to make sure she had heard him correctly. Not that her expression changed all that much when he gave a quiet affirmative; still surprised, and still a touch hesitant.
“I-I mean, alright. My name is M’gann.” She offered, watching him. “And…I am…” Her eyes dropped away, focusing back on the floor as her mouth tried, and failed, to work.
“…Not green. Like you saw.” She finally managed, far, far quieter then how she’d started.
“You may switch to telepathy, if that would help.” He found himself offering.
“It wouldn’t-“ ( ... )
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-o-o-o-
“H’ara, alonz…?” A soft voice cut into his trance, and J’onn lifted his head up to glance around. The stowaway was curled up on the makeshift bed in a tight ball, muttering to herself. Her sides rose and fell in a way that suggested deep sleep…Although perhaps not a peaceful rest, judging by how her eyes were screwed tightly shut.
She’d fallen half-asleep by the time he got back from managing the mess in the cargo hold; it hadn’t been as bad as J’onn had originally thought, with most of the boxes already pushed aside or back into place by the time he found the stowaway. Her mind appeared sharp, at least when it came to telekinesis-
“Alone?” And decent at telepathy. The thought itself was small, almost pitiful in the way it was whispered, and the girl didn’t seem to even know it had slipped from her mind to his; but it also had a strong force ( ... )
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“She has a name.” J’onn reminded himself. And she didn’t dream of violence or bloodshed. Not that what he sensed was much better…Or was something he would willingly wish upon her.
He sent a slight, whisper of a thought into her dreams, as soft as the hand he put on her head to smooth out her hair. “M’gann.” He felt her stir for a moment, before going still. “Be calm; you are safe here.” J’onn rested his hand on her forehead, and felt her slowly relax, as her breathing evened out.
Her thoughts settled into something calmer; no images, just a deep, dreamless state. But it helped, and she settled into a calmer position with another mumble; this time not sounding tense, or worried.
“ ( ... )
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“All of was wonderful to just watch.” J’onn watched her carefully, and she got the impression that he was still absorbing the last traces of that image; and somehow that he was trying to integrate it with something. What, she couldn’t guess before he spoke.
“…And it also lacked any feeling of isolation?” Her thoughts snapped back into that tight, confused ball from before as she stared at him.
“You dream vividly.” J’onn offered that as an explanation, before blinking at the pink color spreading across her cheeks. Not quite staring, but clearly noticing the change of color and puzzling over it. Blushing wasn’t a gesture that often happened on Mars, but it felt right in this form. Better then projecting all that embarrassment she could feel clawing at the back of her head ( ... )
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Have you written any other M'gann fills? The writing style and Martian voices are familiar. I apologize if I'm wrong. Just asking.
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I've written one other M'gann fill for this meme so far. (And keeping my fingers crossed that inspiration will stay with me, so I can fill more!) I'm also planning to de-anon for the last part, since I think that's an okay thing to do.
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Again, I apologize if I'm wrong, I'm just going by the fact that the Martian voices and writing styles are similar.
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