Post by max on Feb 5, 2010 18:01:55 GMT 10
Title: Artless
Rating: M
Length: 306
Competitor: Uline
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Uline and Kieran have family business. Kel finds someone to sympathise with.
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On one of the more awful days of her life when she is vaguely considering drowning herself in the ornamental lily-strewn palace lake, she hears someone call her name, sees a figure she can’t immediately place striding towards her.
‘Oh what can ail thee, Knight at arms?’ says her companion dryly, and, recognising Balduin of Disart, she feels the bolt of mutual understanding pass between them.
They spend the day together, taking a trip down to the Lower City and getting involved in a scrap with the provost’s guard along the waterfront, before going back up the palace hill, exchanging war stories.
She learns, for instance, that Balduin was Kieran’s squire, that one night when he succumbed to hypothermia, Kieran had saved him with the heat of his own body. That the first thing Uline had said when he saw her after that night was ‘You give him joy – why would I be upset with you?’
In return she tries to explain the light in Uline’s skin, and what that means to her. The war of taste that had started with a plate of vegetables and ended, predictably, in Uline’s bed. The smell of hyacinths.
‘I’m just glad to have someone to talk to, now,’ says Balduin, when they eventually part.
And so is she.
That night when she slips into Uline’s chamber and into a bed of hyacinths, the first thing Uline says to her is ‘I pretended it was you, there in the temple. I don’t think the gods minded, because – ’
‘You think the gods wanted us to find each other,’ Kel supplies.
Uline smiles when she kisses her, arms linked loosely around Kel’s neck, body pressed up against Kel’s own, and she doesn’t need any other reply than that.
‘I thought of you, everywhere I went,’ Kel tells her.
Because it’s true.
Rating: M
Length: 306
Competitor: Uline
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Uline and Kieran have family business. Kel finds someone to sympathise with.
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On one of the more awful days of her life when she is vaguely considering drowning herself in the ornamental lily-strewn palace lake, she hears someone call her name, sees a figure she can’t immediately place striding towards her.
‘Oh what can ail thee, Knight at arms?’ says her companion dryly, and, recognising Balduin of Disart, she feels the bolt of mutual understanding pass between them.
They spend the day together, taking a trip down to the Lower City and getting involved in a scrap with the provost’s guard along the waterfront, before going back up the palace hill, exchanging war stories.
She learns, for instance, that Balduin was Kieran’s squire, that one night when he succumbed to hypothermia, Kieran had saved him with the heat of his own body. That the first thing Uline had said when he saw her after that night was ‘You give him joy – why would I be upset with you?’
In return she tries to explain the light in Uline’s skin, and what that means to her. The war of taste that had started with a plate of vegetables and ended, predictably, in Uline’s bed. The smell of hyacinths.
‘I’m just glad to have someone to talk to, now,’ says Balduin, when they eventually part.
And so is she.
That night when she slips into Uline’s chamber and into a bed of hyacinths, the first thing Uline says to her is ‘I pretended it was you, there in the temple. I don’t think the gods minded, because – ’
‘You think the gods wanted us to find each other,’ Kel supplies.
Uline smiles when she kisses her, arms linked loosely around Kel’s neck, body pressed up against Kel’s own, and she doesn’t need any other reply than that.
‘I thought of you, everywhere I went,’ Kel tells her.
Because it’s true.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!