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I'm not saying this version's any better than the last one, mind. But if it is, it's thanks to [livejournal.com profile] halimede's live-beta skills. And if it's not, well hey, it was an interesting exercise.

Still H:tLJ, still 100 words, still PG. Challenge: "starlight".


Night

Iolaus counted stars, using the rhythm of Hercules' measured breaths. Ever since Iolaus had returned from his last death he'd had trouble falling asleep. At least he'd managed to feign sleep well enough to fool his friend.

He lost count again. The stars stared down at him, uneasy pinpricks of light in the long dark. Iolaus shivered and closed his eyes, then burrowed deeper into the blankets, seeking and finding warmth.

Hercules murmured into his hair, "You all right?"

Who did I think I was kidding? Iolaus thought, smiling, and pressed closer.

His smile faded. "I'm fine. Just cold."



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Now I need to get back to X and Y, who are languishing in the descriptionless city of Z and wondering where the hell I've got to. Wish I knew.

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Date: 2003-12-08 03:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marycrawford.livejournal.com
I'd like to see that epp sometime.

Woohoo! Come to think of it, I think this is one of the early TV movies, but I can't remember which one. But I'll bring lots of Hercules & Iolaus when I visit next time. :-)

I don't think it would suite Iolaus... I mean having this big empty spot in your stomach.

Heh. No, definitely not. He complains about that enough as it is.

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