   Adi88
2007-06-04 . chapter 3YAYZ more! …It’s the end, though? Was it always supposed to be only three thingers long? Boo to that. Ah well. Under a year, yers, so we shall give thanks and praise to the Maker of the Word.
“To be fair, she hadn’t threatened yet; she’d only sulked.”
- Ah, Keiko. That indomitable force of nature [that’s nay-tyoor]. She shall be generous, and there shall be bandages, because she is slightly traumatized, but then thou shalt know her wrath.
“Did she have to pick only on the poor ferry girl?”
- Sn. Sn. Sn. Other pairing coming to mind, after those two racing around by their onesy and making with the subtext. Oh yes, she shall pick on you, Botan. But there, you have another suitor here.
“My ice is all melty.”
“Of course, that explains everything! It makes perfect sense!”
- …Eating while reading this, not a good plan. I snort when hilarity ensues. Grah.
“Oh, no, it’s fine. She’s always like—I’ll get you some fresh ice.”
- So no more food, but I’m gonna give myself a nose bleed. Snarky!Windswift [especially in the form of snarky!Kuarama] equals so much joy. My day is made and I’ve only been up for a few minutes.
“Look, I really… all I want to know is what’s going on with Yuusuke and everything.”
- A~an, poor Keiko… s’easy to forget how this is very much of not a joke to her, being on the I-know-what-happened side of things. Lovely reminder, though, not detracting from the tone, just… hello, this is going on too.
“Yuusuke’s finally started seriously considering his career options.”
- Okay, I know where this is going, and even to me that sounds almost as ridiculous as the fact that her ice is all melty. Kikikikikiki.
“She suspected the girl might believe anything she was told at the moment, as shell-shocked as she was, but as long as it worked to Botan’s advantage, she would adamantly abuse it.”
- Practicality is one of the seven underworldly virtues…
Whoot! I can’t remember how much of that is from what Keiko repeated, but I’m pretty sure what she remembered was not that… ah… complex. You’ve got some seriously interesting stuff brewing in that noggin of your’n. Even better, we have the cards! And Kurama plus cards is going to equal some kind of brilliance, cheating, or both.
“You’re cheating, aren’t you. You have to be.”
“You don’t have any evidence.”
“But you didn’t deny cheating!”
- Yes! Which, as every good, law-abiding, law-enforcing ferry girl knows, is proof. Guilty until proven innocent, and all. Cuff him, Botan! [Sn. Sn. Sn. That actually sound not entirely unappealing.]
“If you don’t like this game, then we could play something else. Something more diverting… like strip poker.”
- ZOMG love. Just be glad you weren’t aiming that at Keiko, though, Kurama, or you would be so dead. Mn, well, maybe you’re safe because she’s shell-shocked. But given a few hours she would have slapped you down.
“ ‘You’ve already seen my underwear.’
It took her a moment to realize the silence wasn’t just the other two waiting for her to choose which card to play.”
- Oh love the ironicness. Love it, treasure, and hold it close.
“I never made you say anything. And for the record, I wasn’t cheating. You just seem to be terrible at this game. Perhaps you would fair better at—”
- His hands are clean, yers, he has used one of those little fake ones on a pole. There’s no evidence, not his fault people blunder into traps with their eyes closed. You can’t build a fire without any wood.
“I think I’ll just go check on the boys while they’re still quiet.”
- Aren’t they nice that way, though?
“He looked up from collecting the cards, bent over the floor in a way that had to be painful if not for his apparent masochistic tendencies.”
- *hug* Ah, the many glitches of Kurama.
“Why are you always half-dead whenever I see you?”
“Because you’re the grim reaper?”
“If that was the reason, you’d be all the way dead, stupid.”
- Because, aside from the endearing and clever exchange, there is something so very perfect about calling Kurama “stupid.” So wrong, and so childish, and yet occasionally spot-on.
“ ‘Finally getting fond of me, are you?’
She threw her cards in his face.”
- Romance, Kurama and Botan style! For more tips on how to instantly and irrevocably annoy YOUR loved one, call our tole-free number. Be prepared to pay in both cash and credit, because, Mr. Wednesday [Neil Gaiman, not Garth Nix] style, Kurama will be collecting the fees…
Oh the love. I so adore this. I have no idea how you manage to make a pairing which, on its own, means nothing to me become so attractive. I think they should get married. She could throw her bouquet in his face.
And I’ve missed the continuity jokes, but don’t have a signal while writing this - I’d only saved this chapter. Shall have to go through when it comes back and find them for my own amusement.
Now, though, I do believe I have more Windswift joy awaiting me in this document… |
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