Feb. 6th, 2009

[info]voyavoda

Rat In a Cage / Cadence of Her Last Breath

Title: Rat in a Cage
Characters: Ifalna, Aeris, Elmyra
Team: SOLDIER ftw!
Rating: PG for character death?
Word Count: 100
AN: Hi there, long-time watcher, first-time poster. Finally got up the courage to come post with you amazing people. ^^; Title is from Bullet With Butterfly Wings by the Smashing Pumpkins.


Ifalna inhales slowly, a breath that she knows is among her last. Finally, she managed to get her daughter away from that butcher, that madman.

The train stops, and she manages to stumble out – she sees concerned eyes of the lonely woman who will raise her daughter, and hopes, that for at least a little while, Aeris will know happiness.

Her last, fleeting thoughts are how different this place smells – not the cold, brutal sterility of the labs, but the filth of the Plate, where nothing grows...and she wonders if this, perhaps, is not just another kind of cage.

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Title: Cadence of Her Last Breath
Characters: Aeris, Sephiroth, mentions of Cloud and Zack
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: PG for same reasons as above
Word Count: 100
AN: Title is from an amazing Nightwish song.


The first thing Aeris notices about the Ancient Capital is that it smells like magic. It sings to her blood, but she ignores it – if she falters now, she'll never be able to do what she must.

She doesn't think of Cloud as she walks through the city, doesn't think of Zack as she descends to the altar, doesn't think of Sephiroth as she kneels with her mother's useless materia in her hands.

She thinks of nothing but Holy until the split second before her spirit leaves her body – from somewhere, there is the smell of leather, steel, and madness.

[info]elixile

Rumour / Holding on

Title: Rumour
Characters/Pairings: Reeve Tuesti
Team: Turks! (Someone has to give them love for they be awesome)
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: Also my first here...! :3 Hello comms! The rumour is actually referred to by Johnny in Case of Denzel.

Rumour )

Title: Holding On
Characters/Pairings: Reeve Tuesti / OC: (Rain Kalendis)
Team: Turks!
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: The OC is not my property, rather belongs to an RP buddy. ♥

Holding On )

Feb. 5th, 2009

[info]scifiroots

Everything Wrong

Okay, more inspiration from ALHR. 9_9;;

Title: Everything Wrong
Characters: Cloud, (Zack)
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: All
Words: 100
AN: Angst like wh0a. (Canon character death.)

Rain. He caught its scent before he felt it. Wet earth clung to his clothes as he sluggishly rolled over and began to drag himself forward. He couldn’t see clearly, but there was more than the stench of pollution and muddied ground. Somewhere close blood had been spilled.

A battle. He’d gotten used to that smell, but this time… something was wrong. Familiar sweat; his nose had pressed against a neck or shoulder or chest for so long since the banishment of antiseptic lab.

He crawled.

Blood. Sweat. So familiar… Life slipping away, and he didn’t want to know.

Zack?

 

[info]bofoddity

Drawn In

Title: Drawn In
Prompt: #84 - Smell
Characters: Lucrecia
Team: SOLDIER, I suppose.
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Summary: How a scientist falls.

Lucrecia liked sterility. She liked the cold, the void of emotion. It was one of the reasons that had drawn her to science, the comfort of facts and theory.

Absence of human interaction wasn't something she wanted, and she was happy to be in company of her intellect. What she didn't welcome was the smells that came along, the sweaty armpits, the hints of shampoo. They distorted the lab air.

The exception to that was Hojo, the faint metal of needles the only scent on him. His mind was like his body, iron cold, and Lucrecia found him incredibly attractive.

Feb. 3rd, 2009


[info]sabriel_am_i

By Scent

Title: By Scent
Characters/Pairings: Zack
Rating/Type: PG
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100
Author's Note:  ^^; My first...

The people Zack remembered best, he remembered them olfactorily.

The Turks were generally a clean smelling bunch, with just the slightest hint of blood around them. Except for Reno, who reeked of beer and cigarettes.

Angeal smelled of mako and sword polish, with the slightest hint of apples underneath. Until the end, where he smelled of nothing but mako and despair. In contrast, Zack's reminded of mountain pines and fresh rainwater whenever he's around Cloud.

The general smelled of mako, leather and sword polish. Until Nibelheim, and Sephiroth’s scent was overlaid by madness and the smell of burnt dead things.

[info]guiltyred

Raving Mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed

Title: Raving Mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
Challenge: Smell

Characters: Zack, Sephiroth
Team: SOLDIER
Word count: 100
A/N: Title inspired by a very disturbing David Bowie song.



Zack reeled a moment as the smell of wrongness stole his breath away. The pungent odors of stale sweat and waste mako mingled with the essential null smell of old dust and forgotten sins, but none of those could mask the overwhelming stench of unwashed madness that lingered in the air like an oily vapor trail.

It had only taken a handful of days for Sephiroth to fall so far as this, and Zack berated himself for ever leaving the man alone. He swore that he would set things right even as his own scent betrayed his terror and despair.

Feb. 2nd, 2009

[info]scifiroots

Feels Like...

Utterly failed last week to post. *sad* Glad SOLDIER represented Zack. >^,,^< That said...

Title: Feels Like...
Characters: Cloud, (Zack)
Rating: All
Team: angst!Cloud! Oh, not a category? Er... Turks, for no reason.
Words: 100
ANs: Rereading ALHR in bits and pieces so I can knit and also take an occasional break from replaying Crisis Core. Anyway, angsty!Cloud on the brain...

Despite the greenery and mountains surrounding them, the air made Cloud nauseous. He couldn’t watch Zack pacing around the small space afforded in the back of the truck; that energy made him feel worse.

A bump in the road caused the canvas covering to flap. Fresh air blew in and Cloud clenched his teeth.

It wasn’t the smell of pine or the lingering hint of rain. It wasn’t even the trace of manufactured Mako drifting down the mountain.

“Doesn’t it smell like home?”

Zack didn’t understand why he dreaded this mission so much. But this had never felt like “home.”

[info]yohjideranged

Prompt #84

Just having Zack on their team, SOLDIER gained 130 points this week to secure the trophy!  Avalanche didn't do too badly either with 80 points and second place.  The Turks wound up with 20 points with Tseng's intimate knowledge of Mr. Fair.

This week's prompt is #84 - Smell

There are a lot of smells out there - things cooking, cigarette smoke, campfires, scorched materia, clean fresh air, chocobo stalls...

Does Reno show up whenever someone sits down to their hot lunch in the cafeteria? Does Tifa go home smelling like the bar? Is there a particular smell to mako-enhanced sweat? Is Sephiroth in love with the smell of leather? Has Genesis bought the newest cologne inspired by Loveless? Is everyone enthralled with the smell of Aerith's flowers? Has Yuffie stepped in chocobo dung? What is it like doing laundry for someone like Cid?

No matter what is lingering in the air - write it in just 100 words.

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