Post by Rowena on Feb 7, 2010 12:16:52 GMT 10
Title: Curious
Rating: PG13
Length: 205
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Kel realizes Sabine isn’t a dream…not that this is a good thing.
Kel wasn’t relaxed when Sabine entered her dreams that night. She was usually ready to embrace the other woman, but that night she was tense. Earlier, curious, she’d asked Neal if he knew of any former Lady Knight named Sabine.
He hadn’t said anything for days, until today.
“Kel!”
“Neal? What is it?”
He shook his head. “Nothing important, really-remember how you asked me if there were any Lady Knights named Sabine?” She nodded, and he held out the paper he was carrying. “There was this one-Sabine of Macayhill. She died about 200 years ago.”
Kel looked up at him in shock. “What?" She had assumed Sabine was a figment of her imagination; this destroyed that theory. She looked down at the paper, there was a perfect miniature representation of the face that haunted her lovely dreams.
And now she was tense with Sabine.
“What’s wrong?” Sabine was gentle, as always.
Kel finally met her eyes. “You’re dead. You’re a ghost. In my dreams, I’m in love with a ghost.” She narrowed her eyes. “And you never told me.”
Sabine moved closer, carefully capturing Kel’s lips with her own. “Does it matter?” she whispered, kissing her again.
“It should,” Kel murmured.
“Than don’t let it.”
Rating: PG13
Length: 205
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Kel realizes Sabine isn’t a dream…not that this is a good thing.
Kel wasn’t relaxed when Sabine entered her dreams that night. She was usually ready to embrace the other woman, but that night she was tense. Earlier, curious, she’d asked Neal if he knew of any former Lady Knight named Sabine.
He hadn’t said anything for days, until today.
“Kel!”
“Neal? What is it?”
He shook his head. “Nothing important, really-remember how you asked me if there were any Lady Knights named Sabine?” She nodded, and he held out the paper he was carrying. “There was this one-Sabine of Macayhill. She died about 200 years ago.”
Kel looked up at him in shock. “What?" She had assumed Sabine was a figment of her imagination; this destroyed that theory. She looked down at the paper, there was a perfect miniature representation of the face that haunted her lovely dreams.
And now she was tense with Sabine.
“What’s wrong?” Sabine was gentle, as always.
Kel finally met her eyes. “You’re dead. You’re a ghost. In my dreams, I’m in love with a ghost.” She narrowed her eyes. “And you never told me.”
Sabine moved closer, carefully capturing Kel’s lips with her own. “Does it matter?” she whispered, kissing her again.
“It should,” Kel murmured.
“Than don’t let it.”
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!