*makes bring it on gesture from The Matrix*

[inmyriadbits]

Oh, what the heck. From thespatz and yahtzee63:

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character/prompt of their choosing, in any fandom I am familiar with. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. (If you absolutely can't write, I don't see why you wouldn't be able to offer drawings or icons or dirty limericks or something instead.) I'll even write you a dirty limerick, if you prefer that to a drabble.

For the record, I recently got into Generation Kill, re-watched all of Lie To Me and Fringe with my twin, and am having a Southland renaissance, so I'd be particularly thrilled by prompts in those fandoms. But I'm really really easy if you want to pull out something random like, say, The Pretender. :D

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[trialia]

I'll post this to my journal, but not yet - I'm in the middle of moving house, and my muse hates me because it's exhausting to all higher brain functions =P

Edit: *laughs* Yeah, higher brain functions NOT working well. My brain, it fails. Not Dairine/Carmela - are you even in that fandom? I forget - but Kaylee/River would be nice. ^_^ Thanks.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Honestly, I don't really care if you do or don't; I'm always tempted to scratch that part out on these memes. And moving is hard!

Dairine...she's the younger sister in Diane Duane's Young Wizards series, right? I only read the first few books, a looooong time ago, so I don't think I'd even met Carmela yet. Sorry! I'll write you some Kaylee/River, though. :)

[trialia]

Indeed! I've taken a six-week hiatus from both my newsletter communities because I know I won't have the energy to deal properly with them while I'm doing this. I've never had a place of my own before, so it's exhausting trying to figure out all the little details, but it'll be worth it.

Yep, that's the girl. *g* I think I mixed you up with paxluvfelicitas in my head, for just a moment. *squishes* I really wasn't braining well this morning, having spent 5 hours travelling the evening before, then going to the cinema. Slept like a log, but woke up still tired. And Kaylee/River is just fine by me, darlin', thank you! :D

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Kaylee curses, loud but muffled underneath the console. River doesn't look away from the stars; she knows that Kaylee only insults Serenity's ancestry like that when her parts aren't cooperating. (Kaylee doesn't curse anyone else when she's hurt herself, and those are the times River worries.)

River has been curled in the copilot's seat for a long time, and her muscles complain. She unfolds one leg from beneath her and stretches it up toward the ceiling, flexing and pointing her toes.

Simple complaint, simple solution. It's soothing to her like algebra.

Kaylee drops the wrench with a clang and a final curse, scooting out from under the pilot's side controls. She whistles, eyeing the long extension of River's leg. "I just don't know how a person can bend like that," Kaylee says, sitting up.

River lowers her foot, leg straight, smooth arc -- and pokes Kaylee in the stomach. Kaylee giggles, ticklish. This, too, is simple algebra of the body, and it makes River smile.