Kit
Squire
Duchess of Emelan
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Post by Kit on Mar 29, 2011 13:41:50 GMT 10
Title: Scents Rating: PG Word Count: 150 Pairing: Crane/Rosethorn Round/Fight: 1/F Summary: Novice Niva has a suggestion.
Two novices glared at each other, an open crystal bottle between them.
“It’s aloe, you idiot. Can’t you smell it? It’s clear as anything.”
“Under nasturtium? Niva, there’s nothing under that muck except more—”
“Close your eyes. “
“No!”
“Why not?”
“You might—”
“—in a workroom?” Niva grinned at him. “I shall be as good as mama raised me.”
“Your mother died when you were two.”
“Oh, fine. Here.” Sighing, the girl-Novice rose and stood behind Isas’s chair, letting one hand slide over his eyes. “Close them. Your eyelashes tickle.”
“Excuse me?
“They do. Ridiculously long. Now, just breathe, all right?”
“Niva?”
“You’re letting yourself get distracted. If you just forget about everything else than you’ll find—”
“—aloe.”
“There.”
Niva let herself grin while he was blind to it, and then slowly let her hand fall away.
QC by: Lisafer
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Post by sketchymurr on Mar 29, 2011 15:48:46 GMT 10
Oh this is adorable. I think you capture them perfectly.
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sidonie
Soldier
lunatic, lover, and poet
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Post by sidonie on Mar 30, 2011 5:33:12 GMT 10
Ooh, gorgeous! The banter is sharp and very in-character, and I love how their prickliness is obviously also affection. And the dig about Crane's eyelashes made me giggle.
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naxensfancy
Standard Bearer
somewhat less than imperious
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Post by naxensfancy on Mar 30, 2011 6:04:30 GMT 10
I absolutely love the teasing
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