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FINALLY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. this chapter was such a GIGANTIC PAIN to write and I don't get why.
8k long. Contains some public embarrassment, so if that bothers you here's your heads-up.
Person/wolf pairs are Duo (motor about to overload)/Killer (rusting car carcass on hot pavement), Trowa/Coyote, Wufei/Glenfiddich (stag and snow), and Heero (cordite and nitroglycerin and blood)/Mary(summer wind through the city).
Relevant OCs: Wangai/Shark (fish blood and storm at sea) and Rosca/Folha (lathering horse in harness)
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"Can't go -- haring off -- Maxwell -- he says," Duo grunted, "That asshole -- then he goes--"
Bite him, Killer agreed as he attacked an obstacle with vengeful enthusiasm.
"Chang -- fucking -- hate you!"
The wolfless trainees he was passing on the track stared at him. Who cared! Duo sped up some more. He wished Wufei and Glen were in range to hear him rant at them -- or listening, either or, he couldn't tell if they were close or not. Trowa and Coyote were definitely close enough, and radiating smug and nothing else.
"That's your twelfth lap, Maxwell!" Wangai threw as he passed her again. Exasperation and worry flicked through from her (ten laps a day two too many/going too fast angry), almost fainter than Coyote even though he and Trowa were probably all the way across the Preventers compound.
"I don't care!" he yelled back. He should probably tone down the histrionics some, but --
Killer passed Shark with barely a glance. He was running to find summer-wind-in-the-city and who cared about storm at sea and fish blood, she was close close waiting and if they ran really fast they could maybe go find her??
Duo didn't have the heart to explain to him that no matter how fast they ran they still wouldn't get any free time to go find Mary! before noon at best.
It did spend some superfluous adrenaline, though. Duo couldn't help it, it was pavlovian at this point. Whenever Heero appeared in his life, military coups and prison breaks followed, it was just the way it was. He could tell this time was different -- why was Heero coming in person to the Preventers, he was a solo agent down to the bone, the quintessential lone wolf --
Not alone? Got summer-wind-in-the-city.
So I guess they're a two-wolf pack then. Hah.
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8k long. Contains some public embarrassment, so if that bothers you here's your heads-up.
Person/wolf pairs are Duo (motor about to overload)/Killer (rusting car carcass on hot pavement), Trowa/Coyote, Wufei/Glenfiddich (stag and snow), and Heero (cordite and nitroglycerin and blood)/Mary(summer wind through the city).
Relevant OCs: Wangai/Shark (fish blood and storm at sea) and Rosca/Folha (lathering horse in harness)
--
"Can't go -- haring off -- Maxwell -- he says," Duo grunted, "That asshole -- then he goes--"
Bite him, Killer agreed as he attacked an obstacle with vengeful enthusiasm.
"Chang -- fucking -- hate you!"
The wolfless trainees he was passing on the track stared at him. Who cared! Duo sped up some more. He wished Wufei and Glen were in range to hear him rant at them -- or listening, either or, he couldn't tell if they were close or not. Trowa and Coyote were definitely close enough, and radiating smug and nothing else.
"That's your twelfth lap, Maxwell!" Wangai threw as he passed her again. Exasperation and worry flicked through from her (ten laps a day two too many/going too fast angry), almost fainter than Coyote even though he and Trowa were probably all the way across the Preventers compound.
"I don't care!" he yelled back. He should probably tone down the histrionics some, but --
Killer passed Shark with barely a glance. He was running to find summer-wind-in-the-city and who cared about storm at sea and fish blood, she was close close waiting and if they ran really fast they could maybe go find her??
Duo didn't have the heart to explain to him that no matter how fast they ran they still wouldn't get any free time to go find Mary! before noon at best.
It did spend some superfluous adrenaline, though. Duo couldn't help it, it was pavlovian at this point. Whenever Heero appeared in his life, military coups and prison breaks followed, it was just the way it was. He could tell this time was different -- why was Heero coming in person to the Preventers, he was a solo agent down to the bone, the quintessential lone wolf --
Not alone? Got summer-wind-in-the-city.
So I guess they're a two-wolf pack then. Hah.
( Read more... )
