Hour to kill

[zortified]

Until I'm either asleep, or going to Trader Joe's. So! New round open. ETA Round closed! Rum not gone. ;-)

Give me the following:

fandom
character (just one)
a colour
a verb

(Why do I feel like I'm doing Mad Libs?)

Comments

[taffimai]

Angel
Wesley
Violet
Run

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It isn't pitch black -- night never is, Wesley has found. The sky is dark, the good solid black of story-telling, but the world around him is deep violet, lightened just enough by whatever light exists -- possibly only the light of his eyes, in his mind. But he can see, and he's no creature of the night -- by nature, though perhaps he is by nurture.

It's a good thing he can see this tiny bit, because he's running, hard and fast and if he were blind he'd have been sprawled far back, laid out on the ground with his pursuer on him. But he can dodge and leap what comes into his path -- perhaps, he thinks, it is not eyesight but something else. Sixth sense or instinct, sound-location as blind people use.

Whatever the mechanism, he's grateful for it even as his lungs and heart scream at him to go no further. His feet carry him, guided by the violet air around him. He doesn't know how far he can go, but he will keep going as long as he can.

[taffimai]

Very nice!!!

[lapislaz]

SGA
Chuck the Gate Tech
green
frolic

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If anyone used the word 'frolic' to describe what he was doing, Chuck was pretty sure he was permitted to shoot them. Or report them for harassment, or at the very least he'd get to whine about it to Major Lorne and see about getting the offender banished to clean-up work for a week.

Because the Major was not-frolicing, too, and from the looks he was sending to Chuck, he was just as determined not to let anyone use the word in his hearing.

It was probably the green fruit-thing, Chuck decided, as he skipped through the control room singing at the top of his lungs. It had better be, because otherwise they were just all insane and what chance of getting back to normal did they have if they'd just all lost their minds?

He grabbed Ronon's hand and started to teach him how to boogie, and thought dear god please let Doc beckett come up with a solution soon.

[lapislaz]

Heheheheheheheheeeeee! I'm betting on the fruit. You're so evol - but I like that in a person.

[crimsonquills]

NCIS
Gibbs
Green
Understand

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NCIS
Gibbs
Green
Understand

He hated ties. Gibbs glared at the reflection in the mirror and silently admitted that he had no idea if this was even the right one. It was green, for god's sake, and he wasn't wearing a green shirt -- though he didn't think the tie and shirt were supposed to be the same color, anyway.

But Tony had gestured at the ties, and said 'that one' and Gibbs had thought he'd seen which tie he'd meant. But now, with it around his neck and how the hell had he forgotten how to tie the damn things, anyway, Gibbs was beginning to think he would be better off claiming the right to wear his uniform.

Arms slipped around and Tony's breath was warm in his ear as he said, "Let me."

Gibbs stood still as Tony tied the tie and smoothed it with one slow stroke down Gibbs' chest. Judging from the smile on Tony's face, the green one had been right.

"Gorgeous," Tony said.

Gibbs frowned. "It's green"It goes with your shirt," Tony said in an indulgent tone that Gibbs knew far too well. He scowled. Since when had Tony

[ladyvyola]

Eeeeeeee!

::floves on ficlet::

[crimsonquills]

Sorry I took so long to reply! I suck.

But this ficlet was awesome. *grins* *loves the boys* So married.

[newkidfan]

SGA
Sheppard
turquoise
blaze

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He wanted to go out in a blaze of glory, had ever since he'd been twelve and understood the meaning of 'hero.' John had modified his intentions as he'd gotten older to include either "saving a hot babe" or, more recently, "at a very advanced age."

But he still wanted to go out in a blaze, rather than drifting away in a hospital bed in an old folks' home.

He just hadn't ever imagined the blaze would be turquoise, and accompanied by bubbles, and he really, really hadn't expected the blaze of glory to end with Carson and Rodney glaring at him in disapproval and telling him there was no way he was ever, ever, ever allowed off-world without them to chaperone, again.

[newkidfan]

I love it. Thank you :)

[ladyvyola]

NCIS
Tony
charcoal
fade

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Sometimes Tony thought it would be easier if he could just fade into the background and stay there. Stop smiling and charming and chasing, and not be looked at or smirked at or, most especially, not have anyone expecting anything.

He could stand in the shadows like a charcoal drawing, flat and colorless and only those hints of expression that said only what the viewer wanted to see and nothing of what Tony could feel.

Sighing, and knew he should chide himself for his morbid thoughts. he should get up and go do something, shake himself out of this mood.

Instead he rolled his shoulders in a semi-stretch, and curved his back to see if his spine would pop, and scooted his chair forward towards his desk again and wished.

The sounds of the office faded again until there was only one voice Tony could seem to focus on. He let his attention wander, and pretended the voice was speaking to him.

[ladyvyola]

Weird -- when I wrote "charcoal" I had a mental image of drawing with charred wood. Must have sent the brainwaves your way :)

It's interesting how Tony feeling flat and faded serves to reveal his real depth to the reader.