GB drabbles redux
Sep. 30th, 2003 12:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
petroniavi: took two hours, because am insane for attempting this scene in 100 words in the first place. But I must cheer up Wen!
x: yeah, I watched ep.39 XD Dude, why hasn't anyone else written ExA yet? They're so much fun.
vi.
That evening Ban swaggers in the door as usual – and stops in his tracks, staring. After a moment Paul lifts his head from his paper.
"Ah," he says. "I see."
"I came," Amano Ginji says, but his eyes tell the story better. Ban draws a deep breath.
"About time," he says. Smirks, then, not flippantly enough. Ginji feels something lift from him in that instant, leaving him light enough to float. "Master?"
"His coffee's on the house, feckless layabout. As if you had the money."
Ban touches his hand as they leave, briefly.
It's that weightless moment Ginji remembers afterward.
x.
"--Upon which they threw themselves at me. I mean literally." Emishi gazes up pensively at the treetops, arms crossed behind his head. "I shit thee not, sahib: I was the conquering hero. A man for the ages. Florence Nightingale could not have been more sacred to a nurse's heart."
"So then what?"
"So then Shido kicked my ass for no reason. That bastard Midou, too – couldn't figure it out. First time I've ever seen them agree on anything."
Amon nods sagely. "That's life for you, huh? You win some, you lose some."
"That you do, Amon-yan. That you do."
x: yeah, I watched ep.39 XD Dude, why hasn't anyone else written ExA yet? They're so much fun.
vi.
That evening Ban swaggers in the door as usual – and stops in his tracks, staring. After a moment Paul lifts his head from his paper.
"Ah," he says. "I see."
"I came," Amano Ginji says, but his eyes tell the story better. Ban draws a deep breath.
"About time," he says. Smirks, then, not flippantly enough. Ginji feels something lift from him in that instant, leaving him light enough to float. "Master?"
"His coffee's on the house, feckless layabout. As if you had the money."
Ban touches his hand as they leave, briefly.
It's that weightless moment Ginji remembers afterward.
x.
"--Upon which they threw themselves at me. I mean literally." Emishi gazes up pensively at the treetops, arms crossed behind his head. "I shit thee not, sahib: I was the conquering hero. A man for the ages. Florence Nightingale could not have been more sacred to a nurse's heart."
"So then what?"
"So then Shido kicked my ass for no reason. That bastard Midou, too – couldn't figure it out. First time I've ever seen them agree on anything."
Amon nods sagely. "That's life for you, huh? You win some, you lose some."
"That you do, Amon-yan. That you do."
