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Title: Chivalry
Author: Rune
Words: 100
Summary: Quiet, earned.
Hakkai had gone upstairs early with a headache, which was understandable. Ridiculous heat all day and staring into the setting sun couldn't be good for anyone. Having to use his chi to heal the stupid monk after another run in with some even stupider youki probably hadn't helped either.
Curled on his side, eyes squeezed shut, Hakkai looked small in the bed. He hadn't even had the energy to close the curtains, and a thin bright blade of light cut across his face.
Tugging the curtain shut Gojyo knelt beside the bed. One green eye fluttered open, and Hakkai smiled.
[Note: Gojyo muse has hijacked my entire brain. At least I get to write about it.]
Author: Rune
Words: 100
Summary: Quiet, earned.
Hakkai had gone upstairs early with a headache, which was understandable. Ridiculous heat all day and staring into the setting sun couldn't be good for anyone. Having to use his chi to heal the stupid monk after another run in with some even stupider youki probably hadn't helped either.
Curled on his side, eyes squeezed shut, Hakkai looked small in the bed. He hadn't even had the energy to close the curtains, and a thin bright blade of light cut across his face.
Tugging the curtain shut Gojyo knelt beside the bed. One green eye fluttered open, and Hakkai smiled.
[Note: Gojyo muse has hijacked my entire brain. At least I get to write about it.]
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And the blade of light.
The muse is tugging anxiously at my sleeve and demanding a talk about pairings.
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Also? Gojyo is very relieved about the pairings conversation. He's been kinda jumpy ever since the other day. *shifty little grin* Comfort RPG seems to do wonders for both typist and muse.
(p.s. Look! I'm finally using my Gojyo icon! *has to remember not to abuse it just because it's pretty*)