some people see the revolution

 

Anna's curled up against Katie in the back seat, iPod in her ears, when the car stops moving. She wakes up slowly, still yawning as she glances out the window.

"Jared." There is no response from the first seat but the slam of car doors, and she sits up straighter, grabbing a few of the nastier items littering the front seat with one hand as she cranks down her window with the other. "Jared, this isn't a hotel!" she calls out the window, dumping the trash into a plastic bag. Beside her Katie stirs and Anna sighs and opens the door, crossing barefoot to where Jared and Owen are standing in the sand on the edge of the road. "Jared," she begins again, but he grabs her wrist and pulls her forward.

"Oh, Anna, shut up and look," he says.

"It's the desert," she says, and he circles her with his arms and rests his chin on her hair.

"I know. Look," he says softly, and she obliges him. Beside her Owen is silent, and the only sound is the car door closing as Katie comes out to join them, eyes rimmed in mascara that's rubbed darker than she intended and hair tangled. Anna relaxes and leans back into Jared's arms. The night air is cold here, and he is warm and comforting. The desert is bigger than she had ever thought, and it is unsettling to look at. But she's unwilling to break the hush that's fallen over them, and there's an almost full moon (waning, she thinks, analytical as always) coloring the desert silver. Everything is completely silent for several minutes. She digs her toes into the sand and wishes she could take out a cigarette without disturbing Jared's arms.

"It looks like it goes on forever," Katie says finally, wide-eyed, and Anna smiles at her.

"Who knows? Maybe it does," she says, and Owen grins at her. She can feel Jared smile against her hair, and she turns around.
 "That doesn't mean I'm not exhausted," she says more practically, and Owen gives a sigh of exasperation.

"Sometimes I think you don't have a romantic bone in your body," he says.

"Ask Jared," Anna says with a wicked smile and heads back to the car, taking out a cigarette and lighting it as she opens the door and slides in, avoiding the view out her window. 

 

Albion and Risa discuss the Wall and Britain for almostinstinct 

"First contact isn't due until tomorrow morning, you know that," he reminds her gently, noting her hands clasped over her swelling belly. "You shouldn't worry, this isn't a difficult mission, Risa." She stands silent for a long moment, and then shakes her head slowly.

Sidonie and Adrian - burns for katakokk 

"Adrian, get her out!" Flavian yells, and Sidonie has no time for anything more than a frantic scream of her brother's name before Adrian's yanked her onto his back and taken off, cutting his way smoothly through the warriors hacking at each other. Sidonie holds her knife in one hand, clinging to Adrian's mane with the other hand as she parries the few blows warriors aim towards her.
 

At the First Glimpse of Thunder
When Sebastian first realizes that he fancies Cecilia for turkeyish 

"How much wine have you drunk, Celia?" he asks, and she looks up at him, blinking wide-eyed. The blood rushes to his face and he can feel his heart beating abnormally loudly, and instinctively he moves his head away, barely able to hear her laughing answer ('not enough, your face is still ugly'). He hasn't been this close to her in almost a year - they've grown more distant as they've grown up and as he gained a reputation for being a dashing player.

Holland and Sebastian arguing for turkeyish (unprompted)

"It's none of your business who I kiss!" Sebastian snaps, and Holland scowls at him.

Cecilia, Sebastian, Seb's dad, slippers for katakokk 

"Sir, I was under the impression that I was maintaining good grades," he says, the V in his forehead deepening. Mentally, he ticks off his grades. Head of the class in History, Algebra and English. The lowest he's placed is sixth in Art, with a second place in Latin and a fifth in Greek.

Adam and Holland write letters to each other for turkeyish 

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Adam comes home and the first person he searches out is Holland for turkeyish 

Adam manages to slow down his steps and walk through the house to the back where Holland's pianoforte rests. She's playing as he comes through the door, her back to him. It's 'Greensleeves,' the song she used to sing to him, and she's singing along to it quietly now. He pauses inside the door and listens as she sings the last verse, watching the slender curve of her neck as she bends over the keys.

Sebastian and Cecilia - fascination for turkeyish 

"No you aren't," he says. "It's not me leaving, is it?" His tone is light and teasing, and she can tell he's trying to brighten her mood. "You'd be the only one, if that's it," he adds, and she can practically feel his eyes burning through her head. It's times like this when she curses even his slight empathic abilities.

Sebastian and Cedric in jail in the homeland for katakokk (unprompted)

Sebastian is chewing on his lip on the other side of the cell, chained hands behind his head. He looks surprisingly calm, and Cedric has no idea how he's doing it.

Seb and Ced in jail, continuation for katakokk 

It feels like an eternity later when four guards come marching down the hallway, Sebastian between them, more or less carried by them. Cedric runs forward and growls impatiently as the chains on his wrist and foot snap, holding him back.

Sebastian and Ced - draw for katakokk 

Cedric paces, trying his best to ignore the chain that clanks it's way across the cell behind him like a mocking shadow. They’ve been down here for two weeks, and three times the guards have marched Sebastian down the hall to gods know where, bringing him back bruised and bloody and bearing a light of triumph in his eyes. It’s been three days since the last time, and Cedric’s sure that they’ll be here any minute now.

Cedric, Holland and Sebastian after Ced and Seb escape from jail for katakokk 

Holland stands at the railing of the ship, staring overboard. She doesn't get seasick, but she's sure any minute now she'll be sick over the edge. It isn't the movement of the ship, but rather how Sebastian had looked for the few minutes she had gotten to see him before he and Cedric were shuffled downstairs to be hidden away until they were in Geleden waters.

Ced, Seb, Holls and Adam come home after the jail break for katakokk 

Sebastian is standing by the rail as they come in through the harbor, sails open to the wind as they slip between the cliffs and the rocks, and Holland watches him with quiet content. He's grown taller than her at some point, and it's even more obvious now that he stands so straight and sure.

This by no mean means I'm done writing! I'm offering undying love for people who give me prompts here. Also INTERNETZ. And my happiness. And, uh, my drabbles? I dunno if those count as rewards. :P

"So," Caspian says. "Can I expect all the girls to say hi by kissing me? And also, what other immortal people have you managed to pick up?"

"It's more of an 'immortals stick together because everyone else dies' thing," Lucy says from the front seat, her head still on Edmund's shoulder. He's watching her fondly as he drives. "Let's see. We've got Arthur and Merlin and Morgana and Gwen and Lancelot, none of whom you'd know. Galadriel and Celeborn and Elrond and his twin sons all hang around, though they're a bit more detached, you don't know them either but they're all elves and I'm not at all sure how we ended up with them. There's other elves, but they tend to be off in the wild communing with nature of some such nonsense. And then Eowyn and Faramir, who are absolutely adorable."

"Huh," Caspian manages to interject. Lucy, he thinks wryly, has lost none of her ability to chatter on and on and on.

"I should warn you ahead of time that apparently the thing that we all do best is sleep around and gossip about who's sleeping around." Lucy wriggles a bit. "Mm. But no going after Eowyn or Galadriel, they and their husbands are quite dedicated to each other."

Caspian nods and then turns to see what Peter and Susan are doing beside him.

They're kissing, and he rolls his eyes and faces up front again.