Post by Shhasow on Mar 19, 2011 12:54:29 GMT 10
Title: Voice Lessons (10)
Rating: G
Word Count: 292
Pairing: Jon/Zahir
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: Zahir begins to think that maybe Jonathan has a point. Oh wait, never mind. With apologies to Pat Rothfuss - the part about the seeds is loosely derived from Wise Man’s Fear.
Previous Chapter - Chapter Nine
The first time Zahir saw evidence that Jonathan actually had special Voice powers, he nearly rejected it straight out. It seemed ridiculous at the time, but as he learned more about the king, he came to the reluctant conclusion that there was something about being Voice that required innate potential. Zahir wasn’t sure whether he possessed that special something, but he hoped so. If he didn’t, it would make this strange partnership with the king much more useless.
Jonathan was strange, of that there was no doubt. The only question was whether he was always slightly mad, or if becoming the Voice had overloaded his mind to some extent. Most times, he acted quite normally, especially in public fulfilling his kingly duties, but as soon as he was alone, Jonathan was downright weird.
Take for instance the one day he had summoned Zahir to his chambers, thrust a handful of fluffy seeds under his nose, and ordered him to say how many there were. Without counting.
Zahir had been quite flustered, understandably, and had stammered something about ‘a lot.’ Jon had rolled his eyes and sighed, to which Zahir had demanded, slightly petulantly, how many actually actually were in his hand.
Then the odd part happened. Jonathan had looked at the pile of seeds, then looked inward, and intoned in a strange voice, "Thirty-seven main stems, with a total of two thousand, eight hundred and four individual seeds."
Zahir stood flabbergasted until Jonathan happened to inhale one of the fluffy bits and proceeded to cough and hack for five straight minutes. It was likely more than that, as Zahir had simply left when the king managed to get the seed out only to inhale one of the ones floating around the air.
QC: by Cassandra
Rating: G
Word Count: 292
Pairing: Jon/Zahir
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: Zahir begins to think that maybe Jonathan has a point. Oh wait, never mind. With apologies to Pat Rothfuss - the part about the seeds is loosely derived from Wise Man’s Fear.
Previous Chapter - Chapter Nine
The first time Zahir saw evidence that Jonathan actually had special Voice powers, he nearly rejected it straight out. It seemed ridiculous at the time, but as he learned more about the king, he came to the reluctant conclusion that there was something about being Voice that required innate potential. Zahir wasn’t sure whether he possessed that special something, but he hoped so. If he didn’t, it would make this strange partnership with the king much more useless.
Jonathan was strange, of that there was no doubt. The only question was whether he was always slightly mad, or if becoming the Voice had overloaded his mind to some extent. Most times, he acted quite normally, especially in public fulfilling his kingly duties, but as soon as he was alone, Jonathan was downright weird.
Take for instance the one day he had summoned Zahir to his chambers, thrust a handful of fluffy seeds under his nose, and ordered him to say how many there were. Without counting.
Zahir had been quite flustered, understandably, and had stammered something about ‘a lot.’ Jon had rolled his eyes and sighed, to which Zahir had demanded, slightly petulantly, how many actually actually were in his hand.
Then the odd part happened. Jonathan had looked at the pile of seeds, then looked inward, and intoned in a strange voice, "Thirty-seven main stems, with a total of two thousand, eight hundred and four individual seeds."
Zahir stood flabbergasted until Jonathan happened to inhale one of the fluffy bits and proceeded to cough and hack for five straight minutes. It was likely more than that, as Zahir had simply left when the king managed to get the seed out only to inhale one of the ones floating around the air.
QC: by Cassandra