I was scrolling down the flist yesterday, looking at the icons you've made and I thought: wow, I'd really like one. And then I saw this and it's just so right and so perfect for how I see Quatre.
A plot-bunny recently revived:
It begins, as it always does, with the screaming. I reach out, then I don't, seeing that Dorothy is at the door already. I want to hate her, but she looks as tired as I feel, the long blonde hair tangled and matted, and somehow I cannot.
"Trowa," she says, reminding me that she works best alone.
She is a Newtype too. Duke Dermail was another. He was the one who taught her control. For Quatre's sake, she told me how, her voice distant and cold as she recounted days and weeks of torture. The feel of the whip, lash or handle, on her back. How she kissed his hand when he was through.
Hope you've had a Merry Christmas and that you'll have a Happy New Year!
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Date: 2004-12-30 02:56 pm (UTC)I was scrolling down the flist yesterday, looking at the icons you've made and I thought: wow, I'd really like one. And then I saw this and it's just so right and so perfect for how I see Quatre.
A plot-bunny recently revived:
It begins, as it always does, with the screaming. I reach out, then I don't, seeing that Dorothy is at the door already. I want to hate her, but she looks as tired as I feel, the long blonde hair tangled and matted, and somehow I cannot.
"Trowa," she says, reminding me that she works best alone.
She is a Newtype too. Duke Dermail was another. He was the one who taught her control. For Quatre's sake, she told me how, her voice distant and cold as she recounted days and weeks of torture. The feel of the whip, lash or handle, on her back. How she kissed his hand when he was through.
Hope you've had a Merry Christmas and that you'll have a Happy New Year!
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Date: 2004-12-31 03:00 am (UTC)*stalk stalk* I want more of that bunny. *feeds it* Write more, pretty please?
Happy new year to you too.