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[shelley_winters]

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.

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FAITH AND HAVELOCK INNA DISCWORLD.

Please.

[shelley_winters]

Female assassins are not unknown.

In fact, they have a quiet but steady reputation for being just as efficient as their Guild brothers, and on the whole have a higher percentage success rate at stealth.

However, Faith Lehane still recieves some very stunned looks as she strolls cheerfully through the age-old halls of the Assassin's Guild, Ankh-Morpork. Her clothes... well, they are black. Some of the younger assassins blush palely under their sun-deprived skin.

Havelock walks along beside her, somehow being unobtrusive while in plain sight.

"So, those demon-things are not to be killed."

"Preferably not."

"Right. Now, Puck told me about some guy called Downey. Are you sure he doesn't need to be beaten up?"

"Quite sure, Faith. Though I thank you again for the thought."

"You're welcome. As long as the door to the bar shows up like you say it will. And I thank you for the tour of the city. It's an... interesting place."

"Indeed."

Faith snickers as they come into a long corridor.

"So. Which room is yours? And more importantly, how badly will Puck kill me knowing I've spent the night alone in your bedroom with you when he finds out?"

Possibly not reassuringly, Havelock says nothing.