Writing challange

[narcasse]

Since I’ve reached 100 Trinity Blood fics at Sunsets, it’s Nuit Blanche, I’m meant to be writing pr0n and we’re into the countdown to International Narsus Month: drabble/ficlet/maybe even something longer requests are open. Prompts such as fandom, character, prop or location are welcome or name a genre, a point in the canonical storyline etc. Crossovers are fine too: I’ll see what I can do with them.

Fandoms I can probably write in at the current time being: Meine Liebe, Trinity Blood, The Matrix, Sherlock Holmes, Yugioh AU, Sunshine, Batman, The Hellbound Heart, Stargate, XXXholic, Greek myth, Saiyuki. There may be more that I’m missing from that list too so try me.

Not limited to one request per player since I’m in the mood to be writing.

Comments

Re: 1) Meine Liebe

[reichsfreiherr.livejournal.com]

I really don’t buy the idea that they were both there in Werner’s car, mostly because Beruze would have been a wanted criminal by that point so he really wouldn’t be able to risk being seen in public or at least not so blatantly outside Rosenstolz.

By Pfalgraf-in-waiting I assume you mean Camus?

Yes, he’s starting to play his hand seeing as at this point they’ll become Strahl very soon. The aftermath would probably play out quite interesting amongst the Strahl candidates too:

“You know something!” Nicholas shoved Orpherus back against the wall, gripping him by the shoulders hard enough to bruise.
“You know nothing!” Orpherus hissed back though he didn’t try to break the other boy’s hold.
Nicholas stepped back, shaking his head at the whole dammed situation.
Orpherus strode past, pausing a few inches distant, his back to Nicholas still. “If you follow my lead you might even learn something.”

In the almost empty classroom Daniel watched Naoji suspiciously. The Japanese boy had been staring out of the window, a faint smile playing about his lips for a while.
Opening his mouth to speak Daniel found himself subjected to an expression that he could only describe as cruel.
“Have you heard the line: No prince ever lacked good excuses to colour his bad faith?”
Naoji began to laugh softly before Daniel could even think to reply.

Elmunt knelt beside the flowers, not really seeing them. “You lied, didn’t you?”
“Never without reason.” Ludwig’s voice cut across what Elmunt had presumed a private conversation.
Camus smiled and moved away to talk privately to his cousin.
Standing up Elmunt was surprised by the comforting touch of a hand to his shoulder.
“You’ll get used to it.”
“I…”
“If you want to be Strahl.” Eduard’s friendly admonishment had a little too much force to it.