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Drabble Challenge cuz why not
Need to get cracking on my writing, Crysi made it look tempting, and, heck, I have way too much free time, what with the "can't find a job" thing. Challenge me!
Each person can ask for up to 3 drabbles, and you can ask for 1-3 people in each drabble. All genders and orientations welcome. Pairings are indicated by / and regular interaction with , -- but I'm Le Subtle and your pairing may or may not be nearly invisible.
I'm still on a KH kick, but you may also request: Tales of Symphonia/the Abyss, Suikoden I-III, Warcraft, Lost, Kyou Kara Maou, most of CLAMP, and Final Fantasy VI-XII (minus XI and VIII, although VIII characters may be requested in KH-verse, and plus Tactics). If you're really jonesing on something else, ask and I'll tell you. (In advance, I know nothing of Avatar.)
The format is Character/Character: prompt, as follows:
Luxord, Namine: fortune-telling
Marluxia/Zexion: politics are sexy
Balthier/Fran: the AU where he never took off the Judge costume
You can also request specific storylines, as follows:
Namine, Cid: the tea (AS)
Sora, Roxas, Xemnas: you know nothing (IXIII)
(No requests for NNK canon yet; there isn't enough of it to go around.)
Bonus points if you request at least one pairing that nobody I know writes.
Each person can ask for up to 3 drabbles, and you can ask for 1-3 people in each drabble. All genders and orientations welcome. Pairings are indicated by / and regular interaction with , -- but I'm Le Subtle and your pairing may or may not be nearly invisible.
I'm still on a KH kick, but you may also request: Tales of Symphonia/the Abyss, Suikoden I-III, Warcraft, Lost, Kyou Kara Maou, most of CLAMP, and Final Fantasy VI-XII (minus XI and VIII, although VIII characters may be requested in KH-verse, and plus Tactics). If you're really jonesing on something else, ask and I'll tell you. (In advance, I know nothing of Avatar.)
The format is Character/Character: prompt, as follows:
Luxord, Namine: fortune-telling
Marluxia/Zexion: politics are sexy
Balthier/Fran: the AU where he never took off the Judge costume
You can also request specific storylines, as follows:
Namine, Cid: the tea (AS)
Sora, Roxas, Xemnas: you know nothing (IXIII)
(No requests for NNK canon yet; there isn't enough of it to go around.)
Bonus points if you request at least one pairing that nobody I know writes.
Jack, Shannon: "Excuses"
"Ow," she said, and snapped a little, "Can't you be more gentle?"
Jack sighed, reining in his own irritation -- snapping back at her would serve no purpose except starting a fight. "I'm being gentle," he said patiently, "but your ankle is sprained. It's going to hurt."
Shannon leaned back on the crate. "Great. The only thing more damsel-in-distress than stranded on a freaky-ass island is spraining your ankle."
His lips quirked. If you're a damsel in distress, what does that make the rest of us? But he said, "I don't think anyone is going to mistake you for a princess. Not in those clothes."
"Thanks for reminding me." She let her leg dangle even after he moved away to find bandages, watching him. "...Don't tell Boone, okay?"
Fielding unreasonable requests was practically commonplace. "He's going to notice, Shannon."
"Yeah, but don't tell him how it happened. Tell him I was being chased by a polar bear or something."
The truth being an innocuous story about a hike in the woods with some not very good hiking shoes. "That's not going to make your brother stop worrying about you, Shannon," he pointed out.
Shannon didn't say anything, busy brushing her hair behind her ear and scrubbing at her face as if wishing she could make it feel clean. Jack shook his head and went back to cutting up thin strips of cloth and rinsing them carefully. He didn't pretend to understand these people and the things they wanted and didn't want. All he could do was present them with medical advice and the obvious.
"Okay, we're going to use this salve," he said, reaching into a jar.
"That doesn't look very sanitary." She eyed it; no label, scratched and rimmed with dirt on the outside from where he kept it buried and cold. "Should I be getting a second opinion?"
"I made this myself."
"Really?" Shannon met his eyes for a moment, serious as if to measure whether or not he was telling her the truth. A little sullenly, she added, "It must be nice to be useful."
More issues he had neither the patience nor the familiarity for. "It's pretty easy. All the ingredients are here in the woods, nothing too advanced."
She laughed shortly as she held out her leg to him, although she didn't seem to mean it. "You're like some kind of witch doctor."
"I'm what?"
Shannon waved at their surroundings. "I mean, you live in a hut outside the jungle and make salves from stuff. Isn't that like, what a shaman does?"
The analogy didn't sit well with him. Jack braced himself in a crouch and said firmly, "No. I'm a doctor. I am, however." Gathering the salve on his fingers. "Capable of adapting."
She didn't waver when he put on the salve, but he got the feeling she wasn't convinced.
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