Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 8:05:39 GMT 10
Title: Lightning
Rating: G
Word Count: 211
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings:
Summary: Tris sat at her desk.
Notes: Writers-block is bad.
Tris sat at her desk. Her quill tapped against her scrap paper, leaving a number of inky marks at every fall. She sighed. Her brain moved sluggishly. The paper remained empty, save the few splatters.
“Why did I think a weather-witch would be good at brain-storming?” Briar drawled over her shoulder. She jumped and spun.
“You! When did you get here?”
“I’ve been in here a few minutes. You’ve been outa that mind of yours—no wonder you can’t get anything down. What are you trying to do?”
“Write a book.”
Sandry ducked her head in from the corridor. “You make it sound like it’s supposed to be a simple task.”
“Surely it is,” Tris responded. She dropped her quill. “I’ve always written. I understand the subject. An introduction shouldn’t be this mind-numbing.”
“What’s the book on?”
“Lightning-magic.”
“When was the last time you were around lightning for a good while?”
Tris considered this. “A few months back.”
Sandry smiled. “Daja’s out back. You should go join her for some target practice. Maybe being around lightning again will inspire you. We could always throw boom-balls at you, like back at Winding Circle…”
“I’m going, I’m going.” Tris’ chair scraped back and she hurried outside to experience her academia kinaesthetically once more.
Rating: G
Word Count: 211
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings:
Summary: Tris sat at her desk.
Notes: Writers-block is bad.
Tris sat at her desk. Her quill tapped against her scrap paper, leaving a number of inky marks at every fall. She sighed. Her brain moved sluggishly. The paper remained empty, save the few splatters.
“Why did I think a weather-witch would be good at brain-storming?” Briar drawled over her shoulder. She jumped and spun.
“You! When did you get here?”
“I’ve been in here a few minutes. You’ve been outa that mind of yours—no wonder you can’t get anything down. What are you trying to do?”
“Write a book.”
Sandry ducked her head in from the corridor. “You make it sound like it’s supposed to be a simple task.”
“Surely it is,” Tris responded. She dropped her quill. “I’ve always written. I understand the subject. An introduction shouldn’t be this mind-numbing.”
“What’s the book on?”
“Lightning-magic.”
“When was the last time you were around lightning for a good while?”
Tris considered this. “A few months back.”
Sandry smiled. “Daja’s out back. You should go join her for some target practice. Maybe being around lightning again will inspire you. We could always throw boom-balls at you, like back at Winding Circle…”
“I’m going, I’m going.” Tris’ chair scraped back and she hurried outside to experience her academia kinaesthetically once more.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!