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shelley_winters) wrote2005-12-20 03:32 pm
shelley_winters) wrote2005-12-20 03:32 pm
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Not exactly a meme.
Just. For the general Winter holiday season, I am offering drabble/ficlets.
Fandoms are: Milliways, first and foremost - I don't know everything/everyone, but I know some. Er... Discworld, Scary go Round, Harry Potter, Buffy, Wheel of Time (bearing in mind there's still one book I haven't read), Newest Doctor Who, Artemis Fowl...
And some more. Ask me, I'll see what I can do.
Just. For the general Winter holiday season, I am offering drabble/ficlets.
Fandoms are: Milliways, first and foremost - I don't know everything/everyone, but I know some. Er... Discworld, Scary go Round, Harry Potter, Buffy, Wheel of Time (bearing in mind there's still one book I haven't read), Newest Doctor Who, Artemis Fowl...
And some more. Ask me, I'll see what I can do.
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There appeared to be small humans everywhere.
Everywhere was a bit of an overstatement, but there were a good few for Illyria, not used to having any around.
But powers, no powers, or somewhere in between, how hard could this be? The diminutive redhead, who had suspiciously quizzed her on whether she served the Dark One - her, serve? - before amiably agreeing to be a minion, seemed to be having no trouble.
With confidence, she examined the closest child. It stared up at her, as if she was the odd-looking one. Illyria raised a cold eyebrow. She wasn't the one that looked like a pink blob with floppy limbs. And she certainly wasn't... leaking.
Within about ten minutes, the children collectively decided, with some deep-ingrained sense of self-preservation, that playing with the red-haired girl between them and Illyria was probably safer.