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rainbowfic2015-09-03 07:33 pm
shadowsong26) wrote in rainbowfic2015-09-03 07:33 pm
Platinum Blond #18, Pepsi Cola #7, Blue Opal #14
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Wearing Wealth
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Platinum Blond #18. If there was any shame in a dude getting a pedicure I don't think there would've been a feature about it in Details magazine., Pepsi Cola #7. The road is long, we carry on, try to have fun in the meantime., Blue Opal #14. And would not be diminished
Supplies and Materials: photography, charcoal, seed beads, beading wire
Word Count: 160
Rating: R
Characters: Kit
Warnings: Creepy serial killer point of view, references to Eye Scream, fantasizing about killing people, Kit.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Last Platinum Blond!
Kit had a habit of wearing his wealth; gold braided into his hair, around his waist, at his throat. It wasn’t a custom of his Clan--it had been, centuries ago, but had mostly fallen out of favor for all but dancing girls--but he liked the way it shone. And it was another mark of his power; another weapon, like his hands or his blades--wealthy men, after all, had strength upon strength, and he did so love to show his.
And it soothed him, when his hands itched between ports, when his glass knife and case of hands sang to him for company. It soothed him, to finger the gold chains and watch them catch the light, and he could let that tide him over until the next fiend’s eyes rolled on the floor and he heard them whimper in their fear.
Clanking gold didn’t sound quite as sweet, of course, but it pleased him almost as much.
Story: Wearing Wealth
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Platinum Blond #18. If there was any shame in a dude getting a pedicure I don't think there would've been a feature about it in Details magazine., Pepsi Cola #7. The road is long, we carry on, try to have fun in the meantime., Blue Opal #14. And would not be diminished
Supplies and Materials: photography, charcoal, seed beads, beading wire
Word Count: 160
Rating: R
Characters: Kit
Warnings: Creepy serial killer point of view, references to Eye Scream, fantasizing about killing people, Kit.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Last Platinum Blond!
Kit had a habit of wearing his wealth; gold braided into his hair, around his waist, at his throat. It wasn’t a custom of his Clan--it had been, centuries ago, but had mostly fallen out of favor for all but dancing girls--but he liked the way it shone. And it was another mark of his power; another weapon, like his hands or his blades--wealthy men, after all, had strength upon strength, and he did so love to show his.
And it soothed him, when his hands itched between ports, when his glass knife and case of hands sang to him for company. It soothed him, to finger the gold chains and watch them catch the light, and he could let that tide him over until the next fiend’s eyes rolled on the floor and he heard them whimper in their fear.
Clanking gold didn’t sound quite as sweet, of course, but it pleased him almost as much.