Blue Sun Room FICTION - SUSPENSE

Rush of Battle

Sunday, May 6, 2007

She glanced at the Reavers, eyebrow raised in challenge. 100 word drabble series with a hint of Rayne, 6 of 7.

CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2476    RATING: 9.0 (PG13)    SERIES: FIREFLY

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You’re home.

The red receded from his vision, leaving him breathless and confused. She glanced at the Reavers, eyebrow raised in challenge. He grinned. The fight would give him focus, pull him from depravity.

They hit the Reavers like tidal waves, driving towards the hold. He remembered another fight, another wave she had ridden, remembered wanting to propagate the graceful fists and booted feet, ride the crests and troughs with her but painfully discovering he was interference instead. Now, in the rush of battle, he was not simply riding the fight, he was a prism, amplifying, reflecting, refracting her.

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A/N: Yes, I'm a huge math/science nerd.

Comments
Tuesday, 08 May 2007 03:57
Mucho shininess, whitesilence! Even better 2nd time around;)

BEB
Sunday, 13 May 2007 23:14
This is just creepifying!!! Please, more, soon!
Monday, 14 May 2007 07:49
The imagery of your vocabulary is terrific. I absolutely love the way you have each short piece deliver so much yet rack up the tension and drama from piece to piece so it all builds. Wonderful job, Ali D :~)
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