Post by Seek on Apr 23, 2011 3:39:02 GMT 10
Title: Talk
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Pairing: Clary/Mattes
Round/Fight: 2/B
Summary: Mattes is having a long talk with the Commander. Clary waits outside. Set in the Lies universe.
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Mattes is having a long talk with the Commander. I don’t have to be there to imagine some of what he says. Something that roughly goes along the lines of ‘mind your own sarden business, Mattes,’
Or maybe he’ll encourage Mattes’ suspicions. Two Dogs with their eyes wide open are probably better than one Dog on her own. No. But he won’t tell Mattes. I don’t know how anyone could distrust Mattes. I’ve seen even Rats come around to Mattes, the way he’s so open and charming. He’s the one who eases tensions. I don’t have to handle people. That’s Mattes’ job.
I’m the tough Dog. Tough because I have to be, because Mattes isn’t tough unless it’s something or someone he cares about. Then anything soft is gone. Nothing left but pure Dog.
He comes out, looking disgruntled. Eyes hard. He hasn’t been enlisted, then. The Commander picked ‘Mind your own sarden business, Mattes.’
I tell him to move. I don’t want to see him looking like a kicked puppy. In all senses. He doesn’t say anything, gives me a curt nod. It’s our Watch. We should be on the streets, not in the kennel.
And so we go.
QC by: greenie
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Pairing: Clary/Mattes
Round/Fight: 2/B
Summary: Mattes is having a long talk with the Commander. Clary waits outside. Set in the Lies universe.
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Mattes is having a long talk with the Commander. I don’t have to be there to imagine some of what he says. Something that roughly goes along the lines of ‘mind your own sarden business, Mattes,’
Or maybe he’ll encourage Mattes’ suspicions. Two Dogs with their eyes wide open are probably better than one Dog on her own. No. But he won’t tell Mattes. I don’t know how anyone could distrust Mattes. I’ve seen even Rats come around to Mattes, the way he’s so open and charming. He’s the one who eases tensions. I don’t have to handle people. That’s Mattes’ job.
I’m the tough Dog. Tough because I have to be, because Mattes isn’t tough unless it’s something or someone he cares about. Then anything soft is gone. Nothing left but pure Dog.
He comes out, looking disgruntled. Eyes hard. He hasn’t been enlisted, then. The Commander picked ‘Mind your own sarden business, Mattes.’
I tell him to move. I don’t want to see him looking like a kicked puppy. In all senses. He doesn’t say anything, gives me a curt nod. It’s our Watch. We should be on the streets, not in the kennel.
And so we go.
QC by: greenie
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!