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estepheiaI know I'm kinda late for this, and I can't promise I'll end up with 24 pieces of fic this month, but I'll try. I scribbled a longish CSI fic into my notebook yesterday. That should be good for several postings...
I am still looking for a few prompts, btw. Just go back one post...
Let's start with request number #1:
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ludditerobot
TITLE: No Postcards From the Edge (250 words)
CHARACTERS: Riley/Sam
WARNINGS: PG13 - character death
TIMELINE: post-As You Were
Sorry,ludditerobot, this turned out a lot more depressing than I intended. I hope you like it anyway.
No Postcards From the Edge
Buffy: So, are you and Sam headed back to Central America? Or is that classified?
Riley: Nepal.
Buffy: Sounds fun.
Riley: I'll send you a postcard.
(S6 - As You Were)
Riley never sends the promised postcard.
What would he write? That the Nepal mission went south from the word go? That they lost the first squad in Kathmandu, the second en route to the Kali Gandaki River Gorge, and the third in the gorge itself? That after getting pummeled by a magic hailstorm of stones, Sam's chopper crashed into the rock face of the gorge?
No time to grieve. They went in and took out the Dhenuka-demon's nest.
Riley can't remember the firefight or how many demons he killed. But he remembers cleaning up afterwards: stacking up blue skinned bodies to build a pyre. And he remembers the oily stench as demon flesh is consumed by diesel fire.
Back home, they bury empty coffins.
His CO gives him a folded flag, a medal, and light duty, until Riley's "back on his feet". And he tells Riley to see a therapist.
Riley is a good soldier. Does what he's told.
At first he hears it every night: the whup-whup-whup of the rotor blades, just before they slice into the unyielding rock, just before the trundling chopper, and everyone in it, is torn apart.
He hangs in there. Heals.
But he never sleeps in rooms that have ceiling fans.
When Buffy contacts him almost a year later, to enlist his help for her vampire, Riley watches her from the shadows, but he doesn't talk to her.
After all, she might ask why he never sent that postcard. Or whether Nepal was fun.
END
I am still looking for a few prompts, btw. Just go back one post...
Let's start with request number #1:
Advent fic #1 - requested by
ludditerobotTITLE: No Postcards From the Edge (250 words)
CHARACTERS: Riley/Sam
WARNINGS: PG13 - character death
TIMELINE: post-As You Were
Sorry,
ludditerobot, this turned out a lot more depressing than I intended. I hope you like it anyway.No Postcards From the Edge
Buffy: So, are you and Sam headed back to Central America? Or is that classified?
Riley: Nepal.
Buffy: Sounds fun.
Riley: I'll send you a postcard.
(S6 - As You Were)
Riley never sends the promised postcard.
What would he write? That the Nepal mission went south from the word go? That they lost the first squad in Kathmandu, the second en route to the Kali Gandaki River Gorge, and the third in the gorge itself? That after getting pummeled by a magic hailstorm of stones, Sam's chopper crashed into the rock face of the gorge?
No time to grieve. They went in and took out the Dhenuka-demon's nest.
Riley can't remember the firefight or how many demons he killed. But he remembers cleaning up afterwards: stacking up blue skinned bodies to build a pyre. And he remembers the oily stench as demon flesh is consumed by diesel fire.
Back home, they bury empty coffins.
His CO gives him a folded flag, a medal, and light duty, until Riley's "back on his feet". And he tells Riley to see a therapist.
Riley is a good soldier. Does what he's told.
At first he hears it every night: the whup-whup-whup of the rotor blades, just before they slice into the unyielding rock, just before the trundling chopper, and everyone in it, is torn apart.
He hangs in there. Heals.
But he never sleeps in rooms that have ceiling fans.
When Buffy contacts him almost a year later, to enlist his help for her vampire, Riley watches her from the shadows, but he doesn't talk to her.
After all, she might ask why he never sent that postcard. Or whether Nepal was fun.
END
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Date: 2006-12-03 11:08 am (UTC)Poor, poor Riley.
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Date: 2006-12-03 11:10 am (UTC)I'm just glad I haven't entirely lost the ability to write.
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Date: 2006-12-03 01:06 pm (UTC)I must admit I thought Sam was too much of a Mary Sue , a Lara Croft type male fantasy. I couldn't actually picture her alive, so when ludditerobot requested the pairing I had to kill her to make it work.
*hangs head in shame*
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Date: 2006-12-03 12:17 pm (UTC)I need someone to write good ol' Nick and Nora Fury, but I guess not today.
Thanks!
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Date: 2006-12-03 01:04 pm (UTC)Who are Nick and Nora Fury? The only Nick and Nora that I know have a terrier dog and appear in b/w movies....
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Date: 2006-12-03 01:46 pm (UTC)2a) Nick Fury, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., the Marvel Universe's cross between James Bond and Brigadier Lefbridge-Stewart. Dosed with Super-Soldier serum, just like Captain America. (And like a certain marine.B) )
2b) Nora, as in Nick and Nora Charles, by analogy. They don't have a super-terrier, but they do seem to have plenty of marines on call.
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Date: 2006-12-03 02:11 pm (UTC)I'd forgotten that Xander made that reference. My memory is riddled with holes. Bah.
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Date: 2006-12-03 04:15 pm (UTC)I really liked this!
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Date: 2006-12-03 04:38 pm (UTC)I can't tell you how relieved I am that I am writing again.
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Date: 2006-12-03 06:03 pm (UTC)Wonderful to see you writing fic again too.
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Date: 2006-12-03 06:16 pm (UTC)Unfortunately everything I write turns out grim. I hope that some of the fics I'm planning to write will become more cheerful... :-)
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Date: 2006-12-04 12:16 am (UTC):-)
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Date: 2006-12-04 02:07 am (UTC)Given their line of work this wouldn't be too surprising. They were one of the few couples who seemed to get a happy ending in the series but that's probably only because we just saw them once!
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:13 am (UTC)Oh well...
And yeah, if Joss had written them after As You Were, I'm sure he would have taken the happy ending away.
Thank you for commenting. :-)
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Date: 2006-12-30 08:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-01 07:16 pm (UTC)I'm just sad I didn't get to write over these past few weeks. I've been itching to write, but I no longer have a room where I can write without interruptions, and in the evenings I'm too tapped out. :-(
Oh well, a little bit of writing is better than nothing. :-)
Oh, and Happy New Year!!!