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myeerah ([info]myeerah) wrote in [info]no_true_pair,
@ 2009-01-10 18:51:00

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Entry tags:! january 2009, author: myeerah, crossover: d&d/metanoia, pairing: leelu/star

A Hope in Hell [Metanoia/D&D]
Title: A Hope in Hell
Author: myeerah
Rating: worksafe
Prompt: Leelu and Star with the title, "A Hope in Hell"
Word Count: 100
Characters: Star Tyrian (Metanoia by Jesse Hajicek), Leelu (D&D)
Notes: I'm picturing Star in his early days in the business, just starting to grow his hair out. Leelu is my sociopathic rogue/assassin that I played from level five to fifteen over the course of four years in a D&D campaign. This is written under the influence of the funeral I attended this morning.
Summary: Poor guy doesn't have a chance.

Warbling hosannas wafted into the alleyway behind the church as the two faced each other. She was quick, silent, and dark as the night, her knives flashing like the moon. He was pale, crowned with sunset hair and armed with a gun.

“He’s mine,” the woman hissed. “I always complete my contracts.”

“Ditto,” Star said flatly.

They looked down at the man they’d both been hired to kill.

Star fished a coin from his pocket. “Flip you for him?”

The man curled tighter into his protective crouch and hoped they took enough time for witnesses to put in an appearance.



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[info]stopthatgirl7
2009-01-10 11:14 pm UTC (link)
*ded* Yeah, the guy has not a chance. And that is so very Star.

Sorry about your having to go to a funeral. D:

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[info]myeerah
2009-01-11 12:27 am UTC (link)
Thanks! I'm glad he comes across right.

I started trying to write a long piece complete with reflections on the content of the mass, observations on hypocrisy and the comfort of rote ritual, as well as snarky remarks about incense and stale Jeez-Its, but I just couldn't seem to focus. It's been a hell of a week and I'm terribly afraid that I won't get anything else written, which will really suck for my KHverse series that needs a couple of pieces from this batch of prompts in order to progress the plot. In the last eleven hours, I've only managed to write these hundred words. Guh. Death in the family sucks, even when you know it's coming.

Anyway, probably TMI, so the tl;dr version: thanks so much for reading and commenting, I'm glad you liked it. :)

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[info]stopthatgirl7
2009-01-11 12:33 am UTC (link)
Death in the family is never easy, and it kills your ability to concentrate on anything. I lost two grandparents in a span of only a few months last year, and yeah, when grandpa died I was pretty much "...*blank*" for a good long while. *hugs*

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