cristallina (owllight) wrote,
@ 2008-06-13 03:00:00

Comment on this entry with a character and three prompts - a noun, an adjective, and a verb - and I'll write a little drabble about it.

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	dreamandawake 2008-06-13 10:22 am UTC (link)
	Vinny: kisses, quick, giggling Ramses: telephone, early, loving (Reply to this)(Thread)

owllight
2008-06-21 02:39 pm UTC (link)

Vinny is a secret agent. No, a spy. (Spies are a lot sexier than secret agents.) She's pulled her hair back in a bun, and is undercover as a librarian, stalking a dangerous Russian fugitive who plans to hijack a Japanese train and drive it into the embassy. It's very serious business. She peeks through the books, following him down the aisle, her smirk widening when he adjusts his tie and pulls a book off the shelf, a very Serious expression on his face. She giggles softly, and sees his eyes dart up. She drops quickly to her knees to avoid being seen through the books, then creeps towards the end of the aisle as he makes his way along the stacks. She crouches, ready to pounce, and as he turns to head down the aisle away from her she makes her move. She hops onto his back, standing on tip-toes, locking her arms around his shoulders and hanging on tight.

"Gotcha," she smiles against his ear, leaning in to press a lingering kiss to his skin.

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owllight
2008-06-21 02:56 pm UTC (link)

Ramses wakes up to a tiny pressure, crawling over his legs. He smiles sleepily, opening his eyes in the early morning light to glimpse his neice climbing onto his bed before he closes them again and feigns sleep.

"Wammy," she sing-songs, poking his nose with her tiny finger. "Wammy, wake uu-up!" She turns to the red plastic telephone she clutches, pressing a button that makes it ring. "Tell-phone for Wammy."

"For me?" he says sleepily, opening his eyes and grinning at her. He reaches for the phone, pressing it to his ear. "Hm? Oh? Oh really? Yes sir. You can count on me." He sets the phone down on the plastic reciever, and then looks at the little girl very soberly. "That was the president, Nani. He said I have a mission. I need to flip the world's highest pancake. Will you help me?" The toddler nods seriously, and Ramses bundles his arms around her and kisses her cheek sweetly before he climbs out of bed, carrying her with him.

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