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harborshore*peers out from under her thesis-shaped rock* So I hear there's a volcano? In Iceland? Doing things? This is nuts, you guys. It doesn't seem like anyone has died, and I hope I haven't gotten that wrong. All planes are canceled in Stockholm and the air space is closed, because apparently it's incredibly dangerous to fly through volcanic ash. Here's hoping it stops soon, because danger and chaos and the ashes being potentially lethal for people who are seriously ill and they're coming right at us, guys, they're already over Sweden. CRAZY. Also, I'm supposed to leave for the US in a month and I want to see my little sister graduate. It's an extremely minor concern in the grand scheme of things, but I love my sister a lot and I want to be there. And compared to the Haiti earthquake and the Chile one, this is decidedly minor. Obviously. Still, a little nuts.
So. I would like to offer ficlets, because I want to think about other things. I'm going to do the first five prompts I like, which may or may not be the first five that appear, because what I can write right now is a little limited.
Theme: post- or pre-apocalyptic scenarios WITH HOPE. Interpret that as you will. Pairings or gen are fine. Bands/fandoms I can write: Mikey, FOB, Bob and Brian (they're a subset of fandom, right?), The Like, Panic/The Young Veins (even if my Jon voice is nonexistent), MSI, others possibly. I can also do Veronica Mars, DCU or BTVS, though the last two feel like cheating since it's not like they've never done the apocalypse thing before.
Prompt away!
ETA: I am done! Five, er, seven ficlets.
So. I would like to offer ficlets, because I want to think about other things. I'm going to do the first five prompts I like, which may or may not be the first five that appear, because what I can write right now is a little limited.
Theme: post- or pre-apocalyptic scenarios WITH HOPE. Interpret that as you will. Pairings or gen are fine. Bands/fandoms I can write: Mikey, FOB, Bob and Brian (they're a subset of fandom, right?), The Like, Panic/The Young Veins (even if my Jon voice is nonexistent), MSI, others possibly. I can also do Veronica Mars, DCU or BTVS, though the last two feel like cheating since it's not like they've never done the apocalypse thing before.
Prompt away!
ETA: I am done! Five, er, seven ficlets.
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Date: 2010-04-15 09:55 pm (UTC)Brian would laugh at the cliche, but it's so undeniably true, walking across scorched earth and listening to Bob's steady pace next to him. Steady but with a whole new rhythm, after the fire.
(Brian stitched the wound himself, gave up the last of their alcohol to keep it clean for days and days until the threat of infection had passed. He didn't miss it, the drink, as much as he thought he might, but he's glad for the reality of Bob here, upright and walking.)
And then he sees it. "Look," he says.
"Not much to look at," Bob says in response, and the barrenness of the earth is in his voice, too.
Brian shakes his head impatiently. "No, look, up there," and now he hears Bob laugh, delighted at the small, small bird throwing himself into the sky. And singing. The bird is singing.
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