Post by PeroxidePirate on Mar 10, 2011 1:52:28 GMT 10
Title: Story of My Life
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 244
Pairing: Team Girl Power (Buri/Thayet)
Round: 1/B
Summary: Sometimes, in spite of everything, love does last. (Final story in the series.)
(Italicized text is quoted from the song "Book of Love" by Dar Williams and excluded from word count.)
And no matter what the ending is
The story of my life
Is the book of love
Thayet’s been fussing around the sickroom: sweeping, building up the fire, bringing me things to drink. Just as if she had to do it herself; as if there weren’t servants and healers right outside the door, where she banished them as soon as she arrived.
“Will you stop it, already? You’re-” Talking makes me cough, and I can’t continue.
She’s with me in a second, water glass in one hand and handkerchief in the other.
When I have my breath back, I start again. “You’re making me nervous. Just sit, all right?”
“Horselords, Buri,” she argues, but she does sit. “You took a spear to the chest — and what were you even doing on the battlefield? You’re supposed to be retired.”
“It barely punctured my armor.” It would hurt too much to shrug, so I settle for glaring instead. “And I’m not letting Raoul out there without me.” Then, suddenly terrified, I demand, “Where is he?”
She brushes a hand across my forehead. “Sleeping. We’re-” She hesitates. “We’re trading off.”
Horselords, it hurts to laugh. “That’s fair,” I croak, meeting her eyes and letting all my feelings show.
Her worried expression slowly registers surprise. “You still love me?” Her voice is barely a whisper.
“Of course.”
Her smile is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “You’ll get through this,” she says, shakily. “I am not going to let you die.”
QC by: journeycat
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 244
Pairing: Team Girl Power (Buri/Thayet)
Round: 1/B
Summary: Sometimes, in spite of everything, love does last. (Final story in the series.)
(Italicized text is quoted from the song "Book of Love" by Dar Williams and excluded from word count.)
And no matter what the ending is
The story of my life
Is the book of love
Thayet’s been fussing around the sickroom: sweeping, building up the fire, bringing me things to drink. Just as if she had to do it herself; as if there weren’t servants and healers right outside the door, where she banished them as soon as she arrived.
“Will you stop it, already? You’re-” Talking makes me cough, and I can’t continue.
She’s with me in a second, water glass in one hand and handkerchief in the other.
When I have my breath back, I start again. “You’re making me nervous. Just sit, all right?”
“Horselords, Buri,” she argues, but she does sit. “You took a spear to the chest — and what were you even doing on the battlefield? You’re supposed to be retired.”
“It barely punctured my armor.” It would hurt too much to shrug, so I settle for glaring instead. “And I’m not letting Raoul out there without me.” Then, suddenly terrified, I demand, “Where is he?”
She brushes a hand across my forehead. “Sleeping. We’re-” She hesitates. “We’re trading off.”
Horselords, it hurts to laugh. “That’s fair,” I croak, meeting her eyes and letting all my feelings show.
Her worried expression slowly registers surprise. “You still love me?” Her voice is barely a whisper.
“Of course.”
Her smile is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “You’ll get through this,” she says, shakily. “I am not going to let you die.”
QC by: journeycat
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!