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[Guilty Gear fic] Wait and See
Nov. 10th, 2008 09:46 pmA short fic that got written in an hour or so coming out of a conversation with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aphelion_orion about the unbelievable stubbornness of a couple of certain characters, and possible ways particular plot points might otherwise have played out. I could give further context, but the result should speak for itself~
Title: Wait and See
Summary: Sol was expecting the argument. He wasn't expecting what Ky did later. (Late war-era, going rapidly into AU territory as of the very first line.)
Rating: PG, pushing R for Sol's language.
Word Count: 828
Pairing: Just the usual implications.
I spent a moment or two when writing this wondering when Ky started channeling Watanuki, then I realised, no, no, that's just Ky, and that probably says more about my taste in fictional guys than I should be drawing attention to. *cough*
( The wooden crate landed in front of Sol with a soft thump, the look on Ky’s face over it suggesting it would have been dropped or, better yet, thrown at him had the weight and contents not demanded a more delicate approach. )
aphelion_orion about the unbelievable stubbornness of a couple of certain characters, and possible ways particular plot points might otherwise have played out. I could give further context, but the result should speak for itself~Title: Wait and See
Summary: Sol was expecting the argument. He wasn't expecting what Ky did later. (Late war-era, going rapidly into AU territory as of the very first line.)
Rating: PG, pushing R for Sol's language.
Word Count: 828
Pairing: Just the usual implications.
I spent a moment or two when writing this wondering when Ky started channeling Watanuki, then I realised, no, no, that's just Ky, and that probably says more about my taste in fictional guys than I should be drawing attention to. *cough*
( The wooden crate landed in front of Sol with a soft thump, the look on Ky’s face over it suggesting it would have been dropped or, better yet, thrown at him had the weight and contents not demanded a more delicate approach. )