Post by Kris11 on Apr 2, 2011 2:45:29 GMT 10
Title: Coming Back to Me
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 345
Pairing: Crane/Rosethorn
Round: 1/F
Summary: After they find the first key to the blue pox, Crane and Rosethorn return to his office.
I banished every memory you and I have ever made, but when you touch me like this and you hold me like that I just have to admit that it's all coming back to me. It’s All Coming Back to Me Now, Meat Loaf.
Briar and Tris looked to her for permission to join the novices in the dining hall after their success in finding the first key to the blasted disease that was tearing Summersea apart. She nodded and watched them walk away with the small group of excited students. They didn’t know how much work still had to be done, how much could still be lost, and she didn’t want to disillusion them. Not tonight. Tomorrow, it may all fall down around their feet, but for tonight she would let them celebrate as if it had been a success.
“I am going to go into my office and plan for tomorrow, if you...”
Rosethorn nodded and fell into step beside him, walking around the building. “I suppose we should try the other combinations we put together this morning,” she said.
“And perhaps some more willow in a few of the vials –”
“Because the fever is the most dangerous part, but we should concentrate on the interaction –”
“Between the magic and the disease? Then perhaps bringing cinnamon bark into the equation –”
“Would provide some sort of barrier between that and the illness itself? It’s worth a try.”
They entered the office and sat, their sighs mirroring each other.
“I have missed this part of it.”
“The exhaustion?” Crane asked, his eyes closed.
“No.” Her voice was much closer, and Crane looked up to see her standing in front of his chair. “The way we work together. I had convinced myself that it was all rivalry and competition, but it wasn’t. It worked when we worked together.” She crouched down in front of him, her knees touching his so their eyes were on level. “I didn’t realise how much I had missed you, Isas.”
“You realise that you are exhausted, under a great deal of stress, and looking for comfort in what feels familiar to you,” he asked, preventing himself from leaning forward.
One eyebrow rose mockingly. “Crane, you can be such an idiot sometimes.” She leaned forward to kiss him.
He met her, eagerly, half-way.
QC by: journeycat
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 345
Pairing: Crane/Rosethorn
Round: 1/F
Summary: After they find the first key to the blue pox, Crane and Rosethorn return to his office.
I banished every memory you and I have ever made, but when you touch me like this and you hold me like that I just have to admit that it's all coming back to me. It’s All Coming Back to Me Now, Meat Loaf.
Briar and Tris looked to her for permission to join the novices in the dining hall after their success in finding the first key to the blasted disease that was tearing Summersea apart. She nodded and watched them walk away with the small group of excited students. They didn’t know how much work still had to be done, how much could still be lost, and she didn’t want to disillusion them. Not tonight. Tomorrow, it may all fall down around their feet, but for tonight she would let them celebrate as if it had been a success.
“I am going to go into my office and plan for tomorrow, if you...”
Rosethorn nodded and fell into step beside him, walking around the building. “I suppose we should try the other combinations we put together this morning,” she said.
“And perhaps some more willow in a few of the vials –”
“Because the fever is the most dangerous part, but we should concentrate on the interaction –”
“Between the magic and the disease? Then perhaps bringing cinnamon bark into the equation –”
“Would provide some sort of barrier between that and the illness itself? It’s worth a try.”
They entered the office and sat, their sighs mirroring each other.
“I have missed this part of it.”
“The exhaustion?” Crane asked, his eyes closed.
“No.” Her voice was much closer, and Crane looked up to see her standing in front of his chair. “The way we work together. I had convinced myself that it was all rivalry and competition, but it wasn’t. It worked when we worked together.” She crouched down in front of him, her knees touching his so their eyes were on level. “I didn’t realise how much I had missed you, Isas.”
“You realise that you are exhausted, under a great deal of stress, and looking for comfort in what feels familiar to you,” he asked, preventing himself from leaning forward.
One eyebrow rose mockingly. “Crane, you can be such an idiot sometimes.” She leaned forward to kiss him.
He met her, eagerly, half-way.
QC by: journeycat