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Title: Don't Want to Remember Falling
Challenge/Prompt: #7, Waiting
Original Fiction or Fanfiction [Name of fandom]: Original fic
Characters/Pairings: Yen
Rating: PG-13 ish?
Summary: There's this firm that does supersecret things in Chicago, and a small mob of employees tried for a coup.

Waiting )


Title: Without You Yes
Challenge/Prompt: #8, Wish
Original Fiction or Fanfiction [Name of fandom]: Original fic
Characters/Pairings: the nine-tailed fox girl and the firedog that loved her
Rating: PG-13 ish?
Summary: Immortality ain't all that.
Author's Notes: Somehow this became the emo-est story that emoed its way out of Emoville. Sorry.

Wish. )
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Title: Drift
Challenge/Prompt: #5, Blue
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original fic
Characters/Pairings: just a coupla folks
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Crit welcome. Be as harsh as ye like.


The water is still as glass, stretching on forever. The sun beats down on the back of my neck; I swallow a grumble. I don't hear you complaining, and I have my pride. I tie off the last knot, my eyes stinging with salt water. Must've caught a splash. I stare at the empty sky, blinking hard. I work up some spit just to swallow it.

"I'm burning to a crisp, and you're going for a swim. Call that responsible?"

I watch your blue-tinged lips, but no response comes. I swallow again, clutching canvas, then give you to the sea.
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Title: Fool Me
Challenge/Prompt: #4, Drink
Original Fiction or Fanfiction [Name of fandom]: Original fic
Characters/Pairings: D. Risoria, Fei Hua
Rating: Er, PG-13 for mention of drug use?
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: none
Summary: In which our protagonist finds himself a little lighter in the accessories department, and the author has too much fun referencing kung fu flicks.
Author's Notes: Really, his judgment isn't terribly sound at the best of times.


He recognizes her from the opium den; she robbed him once, when he was lucid enough to notice but not enough to care. "Come," she calls, tipping a clear carafe over the slotted spoon balanced across the rim of a glass. Water sluices around the sugar cube placed there, turning the jade green liquid below a cloudy white. "Drink with me."

"I'd rather keep my watch today, thank you," he says dryly, but pulls up a chair.

Stroking his hand with an indulgent smile, she turns languidly to gesture for another glass, an all-too-familiar diamond cufflink winking from her sleeve.

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