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scribblemyname ([personal profile] scribblemyname) wrote2013-09-22 07:54 pm
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Fluff, Relationships, and Traditions

This entry is part 52 of 52 in the series 365 Challenge

So characters have habits, ways they interact with certain people and situations, things they do and like to do, stories and histories together. I've known a lot of my characters' for a long time but getting them all into fic is interesting, particularly for the ones I don't know that for.

I've got about five novelettes I want to turn out plus a short story, created out of the 5 Things Meme and then the whole Pieter/Ashen dynamic that originally played in my head before I even wrote that first Ashen drabble (and it is awesome to me, but got sidelined drastically with a deluge of other prompts), but, but, but...

I'm on day 265 of my challenge and story count 157 and I'm still plying angles and there's all those little things above that I'm itching to nibble at. Want to help a girl out?

Particularly of interest to me are things like where does Wesley work (not sure actually), and then relationship things that I haven't gotten to like how Justus always recognizes Shift regardless of her current form or demeanor, friendships, sibling relationships, Ilsa and her husband, etc.

Calling for prompts, as promised:

  1. character(s) and/or canon/fandom
  2. random word, quote, or other prompt

Oh, and I'll try to keep it short and fluffy or sweet. Try is the operative word. :grins:

Prompts

Ficlets

Seven Days

Kingdoms and Thorn

Originally published at Liana Mir. You can comment here or there.

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Kingdoms and Thorn/Fracture and Recall Crossover: And So It Goes… [3/?]

[personal profile] scribblemyname 2013-10-21 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Recall really wasn’t interested in repeating the argument she’d had with Talk before she left. He’d wanted her to go back to what she’d been before, but that wasn’t possible. “I got enough from him to know that the process took memories from the ones they put through it. Some more than others. I thought if they wanted those memories back, I might be able to help, and I needed a purpose at the time. It seemed as good as any.”

Cate furrowed her brow. "Most of the operatives who wanted their memories back already took the anti-serums and cures."

Cate was an operative. Recall didn’t know what the woman had done before, but she didn’t want to know. "Not all of them had cures."

Cate leaned back sharply. "You wanted to cure red serum?" she demanded.

Marc glanced back and forth between the two women. Jarod looked stoic and was clearly listening intently. Only Ilsa seemed to actually know what they were talking about.

“I’m not someone who was created by a process," Recall pointed out. She didn't share their limitations. "I broke during a trauma and became this.”

“What is ‘this?’” Jarod interjected.

But Recall looked at the former operative. “Haven’t you figured it out yet?”

Cate shrugged. But her mind… A faint painful brush of projected memory Recall couldn't not pick up. Thought was ten when she calmly explained to the Database that she was a mindreader, and the Database calmly corrected her that she was not. Recall was close enough to a mindreader to be effectively the same.

Despite the pain, Recall forced herself to move, needing to get away from her. “Bizh. You’re the telepath, aren’t you? I hate telepaths. I know you can’t get anything from me, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt when you try.”

Cate blew out a breath. "Trying to read you would be pointless," she said. "I didn't know it would hurt if I just sent."

Ilsa glanced at Cate before addressing Recall. “You came to us for a reason.”

“I did.” Recall closed her eyes, trying to cope with the pain. She had to stay awake a little bit longer. “That doctor... he’s looking for unregistered specials. I’m not sure why yet—I need more time to sort through his memories, but if I hadn’t gotten enough to know he was dangerous and ran, he’d have me now.”

“You have that man’s memories? How?”

She looked at Jarod, lifting her hand and wiggling her fingers. “He touched me. That’s all it takes.”

Marc leaned forward, clearly taking over. "We ran background checks at the medical center we believe you were placed in but were unable to locate your treating physician.”

“I’m sure it wouldn’t come up in any of your checks. He could shape-shift.” She saw the ripple of doubt or concern pass through their faces and leaned back, shaking her head. “I can’t prove what I know. Ordinarily, I would. I’d just touch you and pass what I saw, but I have two—no, three—he would have thought of someone in Riving, not you—people that I need to sort out the memories of—and I can’t take another. I’m already damaging my broken mind with three. Touching one of you would mean taking more, and I can’t do it now.”

“Riving,” Cate said slowly as she made the mental connection to... "Shift wouldn't have been at the center. She hates the Department."

Shift? The doctor was male. Recall focused on the former operative. “I don’t know if you know him personally, but call Wolf. He’s—our arrangement is complete, and I am not asking for anything from him, don’t have anything else to give him, but he knows. He knows I can do what I say I can. He’ll confirm it.”

“Wolf.” She'd clearly confused Cate with that one. "You read Wolf?"

She could fight about that because she had, but she didn’t have the strength. “He’s all the proof I can offer right now, and you’re going to have to excuse me because I can’t stay conscious any longer.”


Edited 2013-10-21 19:27 (UTC)
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