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Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.
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Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.
List of my stories can be found here.
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Date: 1 June 2008 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 June 2008 05:58 pm (UTC)Five hours after Lightning Could Strike.
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Date: 1 June 2008 08:56 pm (UTC)She passes in front of him, eyes downcast, and doesn’t look at him. Almost a relief.
Littlefinger’s natural daughter, he’s told, if that isn’t a laugh! Good for her, if he can protect her. Not like Sandor’s done a good job of it. And now with that rotten leg… He’s got to ask even so.
He sneaks up to her chambers and watches her blue eyes widen when she sees him. For once, she doesn’t look away, and his words get all mixed up.
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Date: 1 June 2008 09:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 June 2008 09:25 pm (UTC)He forgot about it when they arrived with the excitement of seeing his mother again.
It was also raining, like in Tokyo, so he tried making lightning bow for her also, while telling her about the school trip. Maybe her eyes would lit up like the girl?
He looked up to her and saw her frozen face. "Mum?" He said, but thunder rang, and drowned his voice.
That evening, his father told him he was a special boy who'll have to be taken care of in a special place, but all he could think of was how his mother kept crying.
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Date: 1 June 2008 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 June 2008 09:38 pm (UTC)nevermind the part where supposedly 3 year old children go to a school trip half way across the countryno subject
Date: 1 June 2008 09:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2 June 2008 12:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2 June 2008 12:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2 June 2008 01:31 am (UTC)Unrelated, brought on by your posted archive: I don't think I'd read your Buffy fics before, but I really loved "Three." I wasn't much of a fan of how Buffy/Spike played out in the series, but I liked the direction you took it. It definitely sounded like Spike.
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Date: 2 June 2008 06:09 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 5 June 2008 11:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 26 October 2009 03:21 pm (UTC)