"I Was Looking For Off-Handed Ways to Improve Us..."

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PHOTOFIC ME!

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O:D

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[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Yay! Well, you'll have to ask me another, then, 'cos I truly am desperate for things to write. Oh, (lackof)creativity. XD

Lise/Zara, button. :D

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

All right...! Give me one moment. XD I fail at writing, too, which is why this.

Ooooh.

The sharp woman comes into the bakery in a blast of winter wind, and Lise starts behind her counter. Over the dark blue dress, the woman is wearing a heavy cloak buttoned up from the hem, and her long, thin fingers fumble opening it.

With a short sigh, Lise frowns at her and goes to help, undoing button after button from the tiny cloth slits, until the woman emerges from it like an ugly newborn moth from a cocoon.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Eeee! Lise/Zara is so OTP. And you win at it.

Gideon Spillett, "rough"

I was looking through the photofiction comm and read one of yours-- have you read A Tale of Two Cities?

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

One day I'll actually get them together. ^_~ This is clearly a slow process.

--And yes, I've read ATOTC--

When he rubbed his chin, it was rough, and Gideon Spillett realised that he was tired of stubble. Luckily enough, he thought wryly, Cyrus could invent a razor out of two bits of shell and some clay.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

I'll just have to keep asking 'til you get there. :D

Lise/Zara, "rose"

XD! Oh, Gideon.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

But of course!

He's right. You know he's right.

Zara doesn't know anything about flowers. They don't mean anything to her, and she doesn't like them. She can't really imagine anybody liking them. But rosehips aren't flowers, and they're even useful, so it doesn't seem quite as absurd when a little bunch of them end up getting passed across the counter with the bread money she pays every week.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

They're being affectionate! They're so close..!

Charles Darnay/Marius Pontmercy

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

They are! XD

Marius' grandfather has a friend he loves to take Marius to visit, a friend he talks about sometimes glowingly, sometimes grumpily. Marius is fifteen, and the stories about the war thrill him until he can't look at M. Darnay without feeling a flutter of excitement.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Charles and Marius (and Cosette and Lucie) are basically the same person. XD

Eddy Droooood! (And Rosa, too, optionally) :D "medicine" (Because the Opening Random Books For Words Game is fun!)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

This is so true. XD Painfully so. Which is why you know what you're going to get next for a request.

Rosa scrunched her face up as Eddy stood by, waving the spoon. "Oh, come now, Pussy, you've got to take your medicine!"

"Have not!" she shrieked, scrunching further.

"If you don't, I'm sure I shall not speak to you for a week."

She opened her mouth at once.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

...do I?

Aww! Rosa really just needs to be smacked. And I do hate to say it, but... Eddy/Rosa OTP, gosh darn it!

Christian/Roxane, "glow"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Yep. By the way, sorry about that.

They /are/.

The moonlight makes her glow, or maybe he's just imagining it. She's beautiful. He loves her.

He wishes he knew what to say.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

...I'd just like you to know that we are no longer friends, after that pairing.


Aww.

Clarion/Red Cockade (Westmark, ha!) "perhaps"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

...Actually, that's quite reasonable. I apologise.

^_^ -- Yayyyy, Westmark!

"My dear woman, I hope you won't insist I dirty my gloves in this exercise. I have just had them laundered."

Red Cockade shoots him an even glance, and grasps his hand tight in her own hard, dirty ones. "There. Already dirty. Now perhaps you'll help me out."

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

(Though I'm sure I am truly unable to resist your charms, my dear.)

Hee! You show that fop, Red Cockade-- that name is way too long, man. XD

Philippe/Sorelli, "fear"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

(*catches and dips* Well, in that case--!)

I KNOW. XD

"Why are you afraid?" he asks gently, stroking her hair. He's never been brave enough to do that before, but she's trembling so terribly that he must do something. Sorelli presses her face against his shoulder, blushing and crying a little both at once.

"I fear he might choose to kill you," she whispers.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

(*swoons!*)

Aw, poor superstitious Sorelli. Not too far off the mark there, though. XD

Hmmmm.

Rina/Zara, "darkness"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

(*handsome pose!*)

XD I know.

In the darkness, a small hard hand reaches out and takes hers, and she realises that needles and lye make the same callouses and the same rough palms.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Aww. Hmmm. Justin/Enjolras, "history"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

The young man brave and beautiful shouts that you can't change the past, but you can change history; Justin watches him, low, knowing that you can change the past you can change you can change if you only try.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Eee!

Um, um..! Fantine (only one, horror!)-- well, okay, "horror." XD

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

She used to watch with horror when the rough men and dirty sailors pulled the other girls into alleys or behind houses; now it's routine, and she leads them herself sometimes.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Aww. D: Poor Fantine. ;__;

Hmm. Sparrow and Weasel. "trade"

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

She lost Weasel for a little while once after the barricade, after Keller died. He came back a week later, and she lectured him and pulled his ears for going off like that. He traded with kicking her legs; and Sparrow knows that however grownup her little brother pretends to be, he's still a baby.

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

Awww.

Umm... (you don't mind that I keep going, do you? XD You can just stop when you're bored of it, and smack me. XD) Lise/Ragueneau, "sleepy"