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Post by PeroxidePirate on Feb 23, 2010 18:59:03 GMT 10
Title: Crush 9 Rating: PG Length: 150 words Competitor: Buriam Tourakom Round/Fight: 1/E Summary: Buri makes an offer.
Buri looked up at Kel, one arm wrapped around her neck and the other around her waist. “I told you to tell me when you figured out what you wanted!”
“But this...” Kel closed her eyes, overwhelmed again. When she opened them, she saw Lord Raoul, hovering in the background.
Buri seemed to guess what was the matter. “Raoul?” she said, over her shoulder. “Give us a few minutes, would you?”
“Now listen,” Buri said, when they were alone. “A lot of us want things that aren't what people would call normal. It takes courage to admit that, and even more to do something about it. But I know you, Kel. You're not lacking in courage.” She cracked a smile – an adorably teasing smile, the like of which Kel had only hoped to see directed at herself. “Neither is he, and neither am I. So tell us what you want.”
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Post by greenie on Feb 24, 2010 14:56:13 GMT 10
*happy dances* (I'm sorry these reviews are getting less coherent. I blame your fantastically awesome fic! )
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Post by PeroxidePirate on Feb 25, 2010 0:23:01 GMT 10
OMG, do not apologize! I owe you enormous thanks for reading & commenting in the first place, especially since I suck at leaving comments, even for things I really enjoy. And I am beyond flattered if you think this is awesome.
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Post by Lisa on Feb 25, 2010 14:19:27 GMT 10
Oh, I love Buri's common-sense approach to encouraging Kel.
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