Drabbles #5, 6 and 7 (all Labyrinth)
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marycrawfordThese three drabbles belong together, so I'll post them in a row, but the first is for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marici, the second for svmadelyn (or so she claims), and the third is for aka_arduinna, who gets a freebie on account of being a wicked enabler and beta for the first two. *g*
Thanks toelynross for making the third all better!
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The gilt-edged paper dangled from Jareth's fingers like a dead leaf. She had sent an invitation. The effrontery of it made his lip curl. As if he were the sort of person who would show up where he was invited.
Of course, should he not attend the ball...
He rapped his knuckles on the arm of his throne, then on the skull of a passing goblin, wincing as it screeched.
If he didn't go, she would believe she had won. He could see the triumph gleaming in her eyes already, the proud lift of her head.
Very well, my Sarah.
***
Sarah hunted him through the dancing throng, watching for gloved hands and hair like silk. The mask she wore was green velvet and silver spangles, and beaked like a bird of prey.
There. A fall of lace and the tip of an ebony cane, just visible behind a pillar. She spread out her fan and hid her gaze behind its serrated edges, waiting.
A goblin stepped out from behind the pillar, trailing a lace gown five sizes too big, and smirked at her. Glaring, she snapped her fan shut.
Just as she whirled round, someone tapped softly on her shoulder.
***
As they waltzed down the long gallery for a second time, it began to snow.
"Very impressive," she said, mirroring his turn.
He watched the flakes settle like diamonds in her dark hair. "Shall I ever grow tired of living up to your expectations?"
"Oh, I hope not." She smiled at him, fearless, challenging.
He thought to let the snow fall and fall until her white skin turned to ice, until she begged him again, feared him.
Still she smiled, and the moment passed, and her steps matched his so closely that he was unsure which of them was leading.
***
ETA: I haveone no more drabble slots! Will post the last three drabbles later - other fandoms, mainly SGA.
marici, the second for svmadelyn (or so she claims), and the third is for aka_arduinna, who gets a freebie on account of being a wicked enabler and beta for the first two. *g*Thanks to
elynross for making the third all better!***
The gilt-edged paper dangled from Jareth's fingers like a dead leaf. She had sent an invitation. The effrontery of it made his lip curl. As if he were the sort of person who would show up where he was invited.
Of course, should he not attend the ball...
He rapped his knuckles on the arm of his throne, then on the skull of a passing goblin, wincing as it screeched.
If he didn't go, she would believe she had won. He could see the triumph gleaming in her eyes already, the proud lift of her head.
Very well, my Sarah.
***
Sarah hunted him through the dancing throng, watching for gloved hands and hair like silk. The mask she wore was green velvet and silver spangles, and beaked like a bird of prey.
There. A fall of lace and the tip of an ebony cane, just visible behind a pillar. She spread out her fan and hid her gaze behind its serrated edges, waiting.
A goblin stepped out from behind the pillar, trailing a lace gown five sizes too big, and smirked at her. Glaring, she snapped her fan shut.
Just as she whirled round, someone tapped softly on her shoulder.
***
As they waltzed down the long gallery for a second time, it began to snow.
"Very impressive," she said, mirroring his turn.
He watched the flakes settle like diamonds in her dark hair. "Shall I ever grow tired of living up to your expectations?"
"Oh, I hope not." She smiled at him, fearless, challenging.
He thought to let the snow fall and fall until her white skin turned to ice, until she begged him again, feared him.
Still she smiled, and the moment passed, and her steps matched his so closely that he was unsure which of them was leading.
***
ETA: I have
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Date: 2006-04-21 08:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-21 08:50 pm (UTC)All my icons are by crackshot, who doesn't appear to even have an LJ anymore. I think, if I were you, I'd go to LJseek.com and search for 'Labyrinth icons', and hope for the best. :-)
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Date: 2006-04-21 08:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-04-21 09:04 pm (UTC)Oh, can I have an SGA drabble? Something with John? Comforty, maybe?
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Date: 2006-04-25 11:31 pm (UTC)Actually, huh. I kind of want to see this now. I mean, um. "Again." Since of course I would know the characters I am requesting and all that. Yes.
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Date: 2006-04-27 06:08 pm (UTC)Oh, yay! Wooo! I shall be utterly shameless (yet again) and direct you to my Labyrinth vid (http://www.squidge.org/~marycrawford/vids/index.html), which I hope will give you some of the flavor of the movie, or at least my take on it.
I can't recommend it enough - labyrinths, fantasy, David Bowie in incredibly tight pants, goblins, quirky Jim Henson wonderfulness, and an initial script by Terry Jones. Just. You sort of have to have seen this, in my world anyway. *pimps*
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Date: 2006-04-22 07:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-23 07:51 pm (UTC)Such a tragedy for him that the people he's around mostly turn into goblins.
*snrch* Indeed.
And yeah, that balance between opposing forces is what fascinates me in their relationship.