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Well, my boss is heading off on holiday for two weeks starting Monday and is working from home today so he sat us down and told us in no uncertain terms that there was absolutely nothing for us to do... But that we had to look busy! Do you know how difficult that is? When there is only surfing and chatting to be done, its impossible to do anything and its even hard to drag yourself up in the morning to do any of this looking busy...

So seeings as I reckon that me writing would be me looking busy, so... your challenge, should you chose to accept it, is to drabble challenge me for the forseeable...

Any fandom that you think I have heard of is open, esp. Equilibrium, Cyberpunk, Kult, Seventh Sea, Stargate, Babylon 5, SeaQuest ... The list is nearly endless.

What do I want?
1) Fandom
2) Character(s)
3) Sentance/Word/Rating

That's it :)

1

Date: 2004-09-03 12:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
Fandom : Stargate SG1
Characters : Daniel and Jack
Line : Daniel (saying to Jack) : "Do you think it's easy to be an evil Overlord?"

Inspired by [livejournal.com profile] enigel's main icon ^_^

Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-06 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
Daniel slammed his hand against the wall, profanity on his lips. Caustic comment after caustic comment flew from his mouth. They had failed him again. He would have to intervene personally and sort the mess out, yet again.

A hand ruffled his hair from behind and whispered in his ear. Sweet invitations replaced caustic comments yet unspoken, intimate promises laced with honey-coated profanity turned his ears and cheeks red as he hardened. Turning, he kissed the lips that spoke the sweet words. Hands caressed worries away. Strong bodies intertwined in passionate embraces. Hardness met hardness, before meeting softness and fulfillment. Passions sated, exhaustion almost overtook the lovers.

"What was wrong?"

Daniel's lover asked, tracing circles over his sweat-sheened torso.

"The translating team dropped the tablet and this time it shattered!"
"That's bad, right?"

His lovers hand dropped lower again, soothing the anger.
"Yes, that's bad."

The last word came as a purr as a hand stroked softly.

"You push them too hard."

Another loaded sentence as the hand grasped gently.

"Do you think it's easy to be an evil Overlord? That's apparently what they call me in the lab."

Daniel's voice dropped to a pant as he tried to restrain himself as his lovers head dropped to tease, kissing close but never touching Daniel's symbol of power. Daniel strained, shifting this way and that, trying to sate his desire.

"Dammit, Jack, just do it!"
"Yes, Mr. Overlord, Sir!" Jack breaths, before complying.

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-06 07:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Cool! Very very Cool!

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-06 11:47 am (UTC)
enigel: Daniel Jackson in episode Absolute Power (devious)
From: [personal profile] enigel
ooh, nice!
I like angry!Daniel and soothing!Jack :D

(here by way of [livejournal.com profile] cygny and owner of the [in]famous icon)

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-07 12:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
*smiles*

Thanks :)

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-07 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
Kawaaaaai, wonderful, wonderful! Thank you so much, this is lovely ^_^ You should write Stargate drabbles more :D
*smooch*

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-07 05:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
*grin* ... thanks :) *blush*

2

Date: 2004-09-03 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
Fandom : King Arthur
Characters : Lancelot and Arthur
Word : fight

Challenge response for Cygny

Date: 2004-09-08 03:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
We have fought for years, side by side, trusting totally in the other to be there in times of need. We have pushed boundaries in life, in love and still there are more to be pushed. I tolerate his dalliances, his obsessions, his distractions - and that was all she was. We stand side by side for ever. Never separating. No words can stand between our love, no man made bonds. Friendship falls short of describing our ties to each other, love seems an inadequate word. I will be there until his end, and then I shall follow him on his last battle, his last journey. Nothing will stop our intertwining souls. Nothing.

Re: Challenge response for Cygny

Date: 2004-09-08 04:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Adored it. Different take on the relationship and very, very well-written.

Re: Challenge response for Cygny

Date: 2004-09-08 04:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
Why thank you kind friend :)

Dunno where it came from ... kinda looked up when it was posted and then read it ... weird huh?

Re: Challenge response for Cygny

Date: 2004-09-08 09:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
So very sweet! I love it and that's about how I imagine their relationship to be.

3

Date: 2004-09-03 12:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
Fandom : Chronicles of Riddick
Characters : Riddick and the lovely kittens ^_^
Word : Purrrrr

^_^

Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-08 03:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
The scaled cat rounded the corner, pulling up short outside Riddick's cell. It smelled food. It smelled sweat. But something was missing. Where was the fear that these animals usually stank of when he went running by. The cat was puzzled but covered it with an earth rumbling growl. The meat did not scamper. Instead it moved a little closer, locking eyes with the big cat. He would not be intimidated by meat. He stared back.

Time vanished as fear and blood wafted past the nostrils of the big cat but still the prey did not move, did not break eye contact. A flicker of the eyes and the contest was lost. The cat backed down. The meat came closer, sitting on the ground beside the cat. The cat growled again but the meat still did not smell of fear. Maybe this one would be a worthy adversary. The cat hunkered down beside the un-meat.

Shackles raised as the un-meat touched its back. It felt good, like when his mate cleaned him but different, subtly different. The un-meats hand rubbed behind the cats ear. Unbidden a purr rose in his throat. That felt good. Maybe the un-meat was good for something better than eating.

Suddenly, fear permeated the cell. The cat looked at the un-meat but it was not from him. Looking around, another meat was close. Perhaps he would have dinner after all. Muscles poised he jumped, smashing against the bars. The meat moved away. It was annoying when the meat put up an effort. Although the hunt was fun...

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-08 04:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
Why thank you :)

*grin* It was supposed to be totally different but this came out instead... very weird!

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-08 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
But that's the fun part about writing! =)

Re: Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-08 10:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
Rawr! This is awesome, I love the word un-meat as well as the fact that it's from the cat's point of view!

4 (Eep, almost forgot)

Date: 2004-09-03 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
Fandom : Black Hawk Down
Characters : Hoot and Ruiz
Line : "How can I repay you Sergent?"
Rating : since I'm not very good at ratings, let's just say, if you want to do slash, please don't let me stop you ^_^

First

Date: 2004-09-03 05:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Fandom: Equillibrium
Characters: Partridge & Dupont
Line: "Imagine my surprise to find you."
Rating: Your choice.

Alarielle's Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-10 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
Okay this will be slightly away from Equilibrium ... For that I apologize in advance.

-----

Dupont woke suddenly. Disorientation flowed over him as he stood. He found himself still in the office where Preston had felled him. He must have been knocked out. He remembered the disgraced cleric standing before him, a flick of his sword and then nothing. If Dupont had been allowed to feel, he would have recognized the pride flowing thru him.

'He failed', thought Dupont. Yet again, it shows that I am the superior cleric.'

"I wouldn't say that." A voice floated around him, coalescing into a solid form. "I wouldn't say that at all."

Before him stood Cleric Partridge, leaning against a pillar. Dupont almost saluted his senior cleric before remembering, remembering the impossibility of what he was seeing.

"What is this?" Dupont asked, puzzled. He felt something set him against his ease.

"This is Death." Partridge gestured the room surrounding them, drawing attention to the many bodies surrounding the pair, including Duponts own lifeless form and separated inanimate face.

"W... What?" Dupont struggled with the word.

Partridge smiled, taking in the fear that Dupont would never know he felt.

"You are dead, but before departing this mortal coil, I thought you would like to see the results of your trick." Partridge walked to a window and peered out over the city.

Dupont approached. "My trick?"

"Why yes, imagine my surprise to find you... A perfect example of Father's teachings as the catalyst in this affair. It is thanks to you that Cleric Preston was able to free Libria of it's unfeeling. To liberate Libria. To restore humanity to the humans." A smile pulled the corners of Partridges mouth as he considered the play on his words.

Dupont looked through the glass, watching the rioting on the streets below as the rebels, the sense offenders he had struggled so many years to surpress overran the clerics, the loyal people of Libria. Flags burned and factories burned, destroying the supply of the mindnumbing drugs that each person had willingly enforced on themselves.

Dupont turned and made for the door.

"Where do you go, Cleric?" Partridge asked.

"To do my duty." Dupont answered.

"Your time is past, Cleric. His time has come." Partridge said, gesturing to Preston on the streets below as the Cleric led the fight against his peoples oppressors.

"I hoped it would be me, John, but I knew it would be you," whispered Partridge. "Good luck, my friend."

Turning, he walked to Dupont. It was time for him to complete his task. White light glowed briefly before the room returned to its lifeless state.

Re: Alarielle's Challenge Response

Date: 2004-09-10 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
Thanks :)

Couldn't imagine them anywhere else together - *grin* kept thinking you meant Preston and Dupont but then actually read it :)

Second

Date: 2004-09-03 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Fandom: Babylon 5
Characters: Ivanova & Talia
Line: "This is going to sound a little...strange."
Rating: Your choice.

Re: Second

Date: 2004-09-06 08:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
"This is going to sound a little ... strange," Ivanova started, "but, kiss me!"

Talia looked up at the Commander. Agitation flowed in waves from her, practically deafening the telepath.

"Excuse me?"

Talia was a little shocked by the request. Susan was a friend. A confidant, but nothing more, at least she thought nothing more. But now she watched Susan fidget in front of her. She was speechless. Doubt joined the agitation as she read the indecision on Susan's face.

"I'm sorry, I should never have asked. Forgive me. I'll never..."

Talia cut off the sentence by capturing Susan's lips with her own and kissing her deeply. She felt soft, warm with a hint of ... vodka? Yes that was it, it was vodka. Warmth permeated her leather gloves as she held Susan close, teasing her with her tongue. The kiss deepened and Susan wrapped her arms around Talia. A comfort was reached with the two as they embraced.

The kiss broke off, leaving both sets of lips cold, without.

Talia was first to speak. "May I ask what made you ask?"
Susan blushed. "I had a dream and I needed to know if reality was as good."
Talia smiled. "Well?"
Susan leaned in again, brushing her lips over Talia's. "I'll let you know," she said, reclaiming lost property.

Re: Second

Date: 2004-09-06 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Very very nice.

I like!

Re: Second

Date: 2004-09-07 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
cool ... thanks :)

Re: Second

Date: 2004-09-07 05:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cygny.livejournal.com
Very sweet! I don't know the characters but as usual, wonderful fiction like this makes me want to find out if the original is just as good :)

Re: Second

Date: 2004-09-07 06:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
*grin* .. I took some liberties, but its actually inspired by one of the characters (Susan) admitting that she loved the other (Talia) - Really good series - you should check it out sometime!

Third

Date: 2004-09-03 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Fandom: King Arthur
Characters: Dagonae
Line: "You must not fear me."
Rating: Your choice.

Alarielles Second Drabble Response for the day

Date: 2004-09-10 03:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
"You must not fear me, lad. There are worst things out there than Dagonae, the men that chase us, for one. Remember well these lessons and you shall be as good as any King of any land." Dagonae looked down at the frightened child that they rescued.

"If you must fight, fight like you have no fear of dying. The greater good will always call you as long as you keep right in your heart and friends at your back. If you must die, you make sure that you die well. Self sacrifice is only something to consider if it saves something you value. If you lose someone, do not mourn them, instead remember them with honor."

"Friends are the most prized possession you can have. Look at this lot." Dagonae gestured to Arthur, Lancelot and the rest of the men. "Not much to look at, I'll grant you, but any one is worth a thousand gold pieces, or more. And each one would guard my back in a fight and I would guard theirs without question."

Dagonae lifted the child to sit in his lap as he continued his lesson. "If you love, love hard. The women prefer it that way."

The child looked puzzled.

"Aye, maybe that piece of sage advice is a few years past you yet." He ruffled the child's hair.

"But I'll say this... You were lucky Arthur talked us into coming along, otherwise you would have never gotten to learn the wisdom of Dagonae, now would you, son?"

The child cuddled in close to the massive mound of muscle that was his rescuer and smiled. He had initially feared the giant, but now he did not. Now he was with family.
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Awww.....that's so sweet and perfect and marvellous.
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
I disagree but will save this argument for another day.
From: [identity profile] aramuin.livejournal.com
Yes. Looks like it'll just be the two of us.

*sighs* No-one loves us anymore. ^_^
From: [identity profile] deannawol.livejournal.com
Ah well ... we shall survive!

Argh! Damn I have that going round my head now!

Date: 2004-09-03 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] countbrass.livejournal.com
I know exactally what you mean. Looking busy is hard. and looking up kult stuff would probebly not go down well.

Whats that your looking at Damien?

Oh just an autopsy report Ann.

Oh could you remember StarGatey thing.

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