Ok, this idea is copied from the swoopingisbad community of on LJ.
1) Pick 10 pairings/characters/situations from the game
2) Let your music go random
3) Write snippet inspired by song. Once the song is over, stop and move onto the next snippet.
4) Post!
10 Song Meme
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Posté 20 janvier 2010 - 03:18
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Morrigan’s confession of love to the Warden – Magic by Colbie Caillat
To deny yourself what you love most only to realize what you might lose. Embrace what you have and never let it go no matter the cost. Treasure every moment and never forget that even love is a type of magic.
Human Noble Origin story at the end – Aerith’s Theme Final Fantasy
To remembering a time of innocence that has been taken by force. Family and loved ones still remain inside your heart and will always be with you in times good or bad. One must learn that the power of hope still lies within and just needs to be set free.
Alistair’s Rose – Every Heart by BoA Inuyasha Ending song 4
We must look inside ourselves to realize that what we want is right in front of us. It may take many tears, prayers and lonely nights before you find the right one.
Joining the Grey Wardens – Drifting by Sarah McLachlan
Most origins have the warden being abandoned or exiled, and to be accepted again to be welcomed would mean a lot to them again.
Meeting Zevran – Don’t Cha by PCD
Don’t ya wish you were awesome like me…
Leliana singing at camp – Come by Amuro Namie
Sweet Leliana will stay beside you no matter what and give you all the comfort you need…right after the song =)
Waking up at Flemeth’s Hut – Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5
Hoping that what happens at Flemeth’s stays at Flemeth’s…
Being in love with Alistair – Wonder by Megan McCauley
First you trust then you love and by loving you feel secure again.
Betrayal at Ostagar - Nobody Does It Better by Carly Simon
Does it need an explanantion? Baby Loghain’s the best…
Landsmeet with Alistair leaving in a fit – If You Leave Me Now by Chicago
Oooo baby please don’t go…With my armor lmao
To deny yourself what you love most only to realize what you might lose. Embrace what you have and never let it go no matter the cost. Treasure every moment and never forget that even love is a type of magic.
Human Noble Origin story at the end – Aerith’s Theme Final Fantasy
To remembering a time of innocence that has been taken by force. Family and loved ones still remain inside your heart and will always be with you in times good or bad. One must learn that the power of hope still lies within and just needs to be set free.
Alistair’s Rose – Every Heart by BoA Inuyasha Ending song 4
We must look inside ourselves to realize that what we want is right in front of us. It may take many tears, prayers and lonely nights before you find the right one.
Joining the Grey Wardens – Drifting by Sarah McLachlan
Most origins have the warden being abandoned or exiled, and to be accepted again to be welcomed would mean a lot to them again.
Meeting Zevran – Don’t Cha by PCD
Don’t ya wish you were awesome like me…
Leliana singing at camp – Come by Amuro Namie
Sweet Leliana will stay beside you no matter what and give you all the comfort you need…right after the song =)
Waking up at Flemeth’s Hut – Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5
Hoping that what happens at Flemeth’s stays at Flemeth’s…
Being in love with Alistair – Wonder by Megan McCauley
First you trust then you love and by loving you feel secure again.
Betrayal at Ostagar - Nobody Does It Better by Carly Simon
Does it need an explanantion? Baby Loghain’s the best…
Landsmeet with Alistair leaving in a fit – If You Leave Me Now by Chicago
Oooo baby please don’t go…With my armor lmao
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Here's the ones I did so far. Not quite 10, but hey...it's something. And I should note that my iTunes library has a particularly cruel sense of humor and is laughing at me...
Girl's on Film by Duran Duran -- Zevran
A familiar stench permeated in Zevran’s nose – home. Son of a ****, and quite proud of this fact, whenever he found himself in a brothel, the first thing he did was breathe in deep the scent – a strange mixture of heavy perfume, spilt wine, sweat and sex. No matter where his work took him around Thedas, he could always count on one thing; the brothel’s all smelled the same.
He viewed the women trying to ply their trade upon hungry marks. Some saddled up to men at the bar. Others clung to the shadows and waited to be approached. There was something here for almost every appetite.
Her….
A picture floated in his mind, the haunting image of a time past. It was of a face long gone, snuffed out one evening on a rooftop in Denerim.
Her…
He walked to the woman, the resemblance uncanny. He would have paid any price for one more night, one more chance.
Human by the Human League -- Wynne
Wisdom was a double edged sword or so Wynne had always thought. It gave you the foresight to make better decisions. However, it also gave you the ability to see mistakes others were preparing to make.
For some time she had watched the blossoming relationship between the two Wardens. She had grown to care a great deal for them both – the young Dalish girl with her spunky spirit and different view of the world and
Alistair with all his boy charm and noble courage.
They were two youths thrown into the world of adulthood, saddled with immense responsibility and duty they both did not quite seem to understand.
Was it really so strange after all that they would gravitate to one another with having so much in common?
They are only human, old Wynne
Rainbow Connection by Kermit the Frog -- Riordan
Riordan knew what he had to tell them and he knew what impact it would have the Wardens. Their entanglement had not exactly been subtle. He could see the optimism and hope in their eyes -- the dreams of these lovers as
they readied for the final battle.
Lovers, dreamers….and me….today I end it all...
His head hung heavy, a deep breath drawn infusing him with resolve. “Were you ever told why Grey wardens are needed to destroy the archdemon?”
My Michelle by Guns & Roses -- Zevran/Alistair/PC
Zevran lounged by the campfire, the length of his legs spread out before him comfortably. A slow grin of amusement slid across the slopes of his mouth as he watched Alistair and Michelle in their usual goodnight
ritual.
Feet would displace dirt as they each moved a foot against the ground restless. Fingers would entwine about fingers as they would take each other’s hands in their own in some kind of sophomoric lover’s embrace. And then they would kiss. At first, the kissing was at best, sloppy. But Zevran did have to admit, that with
practice they appeared to at least be getting better.
The routine always ended the same, Michelle would go off to her tent – alone – and Alistair would immediately sit down on the ground and quickly pull his knees to his chest.
Virgins..…
We Go Together by John Travolta -- Loghain/Cauth
Loghain’s concentration lay upon battle plans spread across the table. Cauthrein’s eyes trailed, taking in the image of the man. He had been her everything since that day he took her from her family’s farm. She knew the Maker intervened that day. And though he would never say it, she also knew that Loghain knew as well. She had proved to be the salve to a wound that he had not yet healed.
Big Bottom by Spinal Tap -- Oghren
Felsi moved around the bar, drinks held in both hands. And while thirsty patrons had their eyes on
those flagons of ale, Oghren had eyes for only one thing: the sodding best buns in Ferelden. His
tongue slicked across his lips, savoring the memory.
An eyebrow raised, curious, as Felsi noticed Oghren’s hungered stare. “What in the world are
you thinking about, Oghren?”
A slow chortle of a laugh forms, “Butter.”
“I am Demon” Danzig -- Archdemon
Riordan leaps atop the archdemon, daggers readied. Metal sinks into scaled flesh, a cry of agony
erupted from deep with the archdemon’s belly.
High above Denerim they sore, this demon and his stowaway. A wiggle and a jiggle and Riordan loses his
grip – flying away.
Shoo fly…
Girl's on Film by Duran Duran -- Zevran
A familiar stench permeated in Zevran’s nose – home. Son of a ****, and quite proud of this fact, whenever he found himself in a brothel, the first thing he did was breathe in deep the scent – a strange mixture of heavy perfume, spilt wine, sweat and sex. No matter where his work took him around Thedas, he could always count on one thing; the brothel’s all smelled the same.
He viewed the women trying to ply their trade upon hungry marks. Some saddled up to men at the bar. Others clung to the shadows and waited to be approached. There was something here for almost every appetite.
Her….
A picture floated in his mind, the haunting image of a time past. It was of a face long gone, snuffed out one evening on a rooftop in Denerim.
Her…
He walked to the woman, the resemblance uncanny. He would have paid any price for one more night, one more chance.
Human by the Human League -- Wynne
Wisdom was a double edged sword or so Wynne had always thought. It gave you the foresight to make better decisions. However, it also gave you the ability to see mistakes others were preparing to make.
For some time she had watched the blossoming relationship between the two Wardens. She had grown to care a great deal for them both – the young Dalish girl with her spunky spirit and different view of the world and
Alistair with all his boy charm and noble courage.
They were two youths thrown into the world of adulthood, saddled with immense responsibility and duty they both did not quite seem to understand.
Was it really so strange after all that they would gravitate to one another with having so much in common?
They are only human, old Wynne
Rainbow Connection by Kermit the Frog -- Riordan
Riordan knew what he had to tell them and he knew what impact it would have the Wardens. Their entanglement had not exactly been subtle. He could see the optimism and hope in their eyes -- the dreams of these lovers as
they readied for the final battle.
Lovers, dreamers….and me….today I end it all...
His head hung heavy, a deep breath drawn infusing him with resolve. “Were you ever told why Grey wardens are needed to destroy the archdemon?”
My Michelle by Guns & Roses -- Zevran/Alistair/PC
Zevran lounged by the campfire, the length of his legs spread out before him comfortably. A slow grin of amusement slid across the slopes of his mouth as he watched Alistair and Michelle in their usual goodnight
ritual.
Feet would displace dirt as they each moved a foot against the ground restless. Fingers would entwine about fingers as they would take each other’s hands in their own in some kind of sophomoric lover’s embrace. And then they would kiss. At first, the kissing was at best, sloppy. But Zevran did have to admit, that with
practice they appeared to at least be getting better.
The routine always ended the same, Michelle would go off to her tent – alone – and Alistair would immediately sit down on the ground and quickly pull his knees to his chest.
Virgins..…
We Go Together by John Travolta -- Loghain/Cauth
Loghain’s concentration lay upon battle plans spread across the table. Cauthrein’s eyes trailed, taking in the image of the man. He had been her everything since that day he took her from her family’s farm. She knew the Maker intervened that day. And though he would never say it, she also knew that Loghain knew as well. She had proved to be the salve to a wound that he had not yet healed.
Big Bottom by Spinal Tap -- Oghren
Felsi moved around the bar, drinks held in both hands. And while thirsty patrons had their eyes on
those flagons of ale, Oghren had eyes for only one thing: the sodding best buns in Ferelden. His
tongue slicked across his lips, savoring the memory.
An eyebrow raised, curious, as Felsi noticed Oghren’s hungered stare. “What in the world are
you thinking about, Oghren?”
A slow chortle of a laugh forms, “Butter.”
“I am Demon” Danzig -- Archdemon
Riordan leaps atop the archdemon, daggers readied. Metal sinks into scaled flesh, a cry of agony
erupted from deep with the archdemon’s belly.
High above Denerim they sore, this demon and his stowaway. A wiggle and a jiggle and Riordan loses his
grip – flying away.
Shoo fly…
Modifié par Tasmen, 20 janvier 2010 - 03:27 .
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I got some stunningly awesome songs come up here. I think "Black Cadillacs" should be Loghain's theme song.
Wynne/Greagoir
Girl Inform Me by The Shins
Greagoir watched as Wynne approached his office. She held her hands behind her back, her face betrayed nothing. He was sure his did not, as well. Years of practice and attention to duty had trained him to conceal the effect she had on him. “Yes?” he asked, with just a hint of gruffness.
“I wish to go with the Warden.”
The foundation cracked. “Why. We need you here.”
Wynne smiled, just a hint. “I promise to come back.”
Greagoir's heart skipped. “I'll hold you to that.”
Wynne left without looking back, as she always did.
Teagan/Kaitlyn
Soldier Girl (UK Single Version) by The
Polyphonic Spree
Kaitlyn sparred with Bann Teagan. She held her own. It was surprising. The sword she held was magnificent. Her strength was a revelation. Teagan wasn't certain, but he believed the sun broke out from behind the crowds specifically to shine on her golden hair. He found himself...staring at the sky?
Kaitlyn held the blade of that wonderful sword against his throat with a triumphant grin. “No wonder you stayed hidden away in the chantry, ser. You'd never stand a chance against the undead.” She offered her hand.
He let her help him up, and kissed her knuckles.
Loghain
Black Cadillacs by Modest Mouse
Loghain lifted the cup to his lips and drank. Dark memories swirled. He sighed. He'd be making more dark memories tonight.
His thoughts drifted to the past. How did it come to this? How did he come to this? He would go through with it. There was no other way out. Cailan's delusions of grandeur would leave them ripe for the picking. And he would not let that happen. With his dying breath he would not let that happen.
Rowan. Rowan had never forgiven him for so many other things. Why stop now?
He stood and began to pace. Don't think about it. Don't think about what could have been. Stick to the plan.
It will work. It had to.
Sten/Leliana
Yes by Coldplay
The battle was neverending. Sten was coated in darkspawn blood, the smell never failed to make his stomach turn. His asala weighed heavy in his hands. And still they came.
Leliana hung back, arrows flying. Scattershot giving him a moment of rest to catch his breath. Zevran had already been cut down. Wynne was doing her best to keep them alive, and was nearing the end of her potion stores.
Sten looked back and saw Leliana attacked by a shriek. The blood on her mouth was bright red, not black. He knew it was hers. His heart plummeted.
The thought of the delicate girl torn to shreds by these vile creatures enraged him. Her happy songs and gentle teasing had eased his tormented soul. She had to live! Who would braid his hair if she died?
He went into a berserker rage, cutting through the darkspawn like butter. Leliana lay beneath him, struggling to breathe.
The horde retreated, something was happening on the tower the Wardens had run off to, Sten wasn't paying attention. He held Leliana's head up enough to pour some healing potions into her mouth. She coughed and swallowed, and the color began to return to her cheeks. Sten smiled, as much as he ever did anyway.
Leliana blinked. “What?”
“You should be not speak. You were gravely wounded.”
“Thank you for protecting me.” She smiled faintly. “I always knew you were a softie.”
Wade/Herren
The Boy Done Wrong Again by Belle and Sebastian
Herren wanted to be just about anywhere but in this Maker forsaken shop. Wade kept hammering away at theplate armor like he was trying to shatter it, not repair it. Herren drummed his fingers on the counter and shifted his weight.
Wade was a genius, but he needed to be grounded. Herren was good for him, no matter how much Wade fought against his methods. But Herren hated it when Wade was so angry.
Herren turned and stared out the window. There were things he was supposed to be doing. He was supposed to be filing receipts and correcting the ledger and sending messages to nobles to pick up their finished pieces. FINISHED PIECES. FANCY THAT. But instead he stared out the window at the dreary early spring day that had turned the streets of Denerim to ankle-deep mud.
He was surprised to find tears falling down his cheeks. He bit his cheek. He would not let Wade have the satisfaction of knowing how much he was upset by this.
Jowan/Lilly
Karma Police by Radiohead
Lilly stared at the man she thought she loved. Blood dripped from the fresh wound on his hand. “No,” she gasped, “I don't care what happens to me I don't want to be saved by blood magic!”
“Lilly, I...”
“Jowan how could you? Blood magic,” the room swirled. The air was gone, she tried to breath. She looked at the fallen Templars. Her hands turned to ice. The word “NO” thundered in her head. She had been so sure, so very sure of herself and him and the purity of their love.
This was what she deserved. She had betrayed her vows. She had betrayed everything she believed in. She closed her eyes. Jowan ran off. She meekly submitted to the chains. Aonar. It was what she deserved.
On the long road to the mage's prison, she fought memories of Jowan. His handsome face. His easy laugh. His gentle touch. She had been seduced and betrayed by a maleficar. The wind whipped around her as she looked up at the hulking fortress. This was what she deserved. This was what she deserved.
Cullen
Optimistic by Radiohead
Cullen looked out the window of his small room. Dense, grey clouds scudded across a dirty sky. He knew there were more of them. They lurked in the walls. They whispered in the shadows. He heard them. They spoke to him. They told him which of the mages and apprentices to suspect.
He was smart. The others, they told him not to listen. He smiled. He would save them all. The Warden was a fool. She had left them to die. He would show her, too. He sharpened his sword. A few new apprentices had caught his eye. They were barely more than babies. He would not be fooled. The demons can disguise themselves as anything. Anything you want.
Anything you want.
He was going to save them all. Keep them safe. The whetstone against the edge of his sword made a sound that buzzed in his head. It whispered in his ears. It tried to remind him of the cage. Of his visions. No. No. No.
He tested the blade, and it cut so clean he didn't even realize he had cut himself until he felt the warm blood drip from his fingers to his palm. He licked his finger. It was time. He sheathed his sword and stood, walking out into the hall. Face blank. Motions mechanic. They would be dead before they
saw him.
Alistair/Anora
Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard by Paul Simon
Anora quietly cursed whomever decided that an appropriate coronation gift for her erstwhile husband was a PUPPY. She sighed as the two bolted through the main hall and crashed into the personal chambers.
“What is going on?” she asked, as calmly as she could.
Alistair rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Well, you see, I was trying to train him when he fetched,” he swallowed, “a rabbit? And I think he brought it in here. I was trying to stop him...”
Anora yelped as the puppy dumped a half eaten carcass in her lap and wagged his stump of a tail so hard he knocked himself over. She stared at the blood and gore soaking into her skirts and then at her even more embarrassed husband.
“Sorry?” tried Alistair.
This was going to take some getting used to.
Morrigan
Little One by Beck
Morrigan held her child in her arms. He was so perfect, so beautiful. It was as if he had sprung from her with no...assistance from anybody. He grabbed her finger and babbled. She smoothed the dark hair over his brow. His eyes shone bright gold. She smiled. No help from anybody.
The boy inevitably grew, matured, took to...picking flowers. He would bring her flowers constantly. All big grins and fistfulls of flowering weeds. She tried to discourage him, tell him that she required medicinal herbs, not decorations. The heartbroken expression on his face. She recognized it. She had never made a face like that. No, no, this would not do at all. His
resemblance to her only cosmetic? His behavior just like that of the rest of his blasted paternal line? NO. This would not do at all.
She tried to test him. She brought him to a dog. He tried to talk to it. The ladies in town were charmed by his blasted jokes and horrid bashfulness. NO. He took a stick and pretended it was a sword. He told her he was going to slay a dragon. Morrigan despaired.
Shale/Sten
It's the Sun(KCRW Morning Becomes Electric Version) by The Polyphonic Spree
There were few sunny days in most of Ferelden. It surprised Shale that there could be anything to miss about Honnleath, but she had grown accustomed to the sun.
Today was a sunny day. She trudged at the end of the line, the bulwark against surprise attacks from the rear. Sten walked with her. He began to sweat. He took off his shirt. Shale did not recognize what was happening to her. The sun slid over his skin, highlighting each droplet of moisture as it glistened on his impressive musculature.
“You are a magnificent warrior,” Shale blurted, without thinking.
Sten's pleasure was obvious. “I am proud to be given such a compliment by one such as yourself.”
Shale's crystals brightened. Sten looked concerned.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes. Yes, I am perfectly fine.” she responded flatly. She looked ahead. “Isn't it disgusting how it allows the other to touch it with all those squishy bits,” she growled.
Sten shrugged. “They are foolish creatures. They do not understand that true love is based on mutual respect and surety of purpose.”
Sten continued to speak of Qunari ideas of love, but Shale wasn't listening. She was distracted by a pigeon.
Wynne/Greagoir
Girl Inform Me by The Shins
Greagoir watched as Wynne approached his office. She held her hands behind her back, her face betrayed nothing. He was sure his did not, as well. Years of practice and attention to duty had trained him to conceal the effect she had on him. “Yes?” he asked, with just a hint of gruffness.
“I wish to go with the Warden.”
The foundation cracked. “Why. We need you here.”
Wynne smiled, just a hint. “I promise to come back.”
Greagoir's heart skipped. “I'll hold you to that.”
Wynne left without looking back, as she always did.
Teagan/Kaitlyn
Soldier Girl (UK Single Version) by The
Polyphonic Spree
Kaitlyn sparred with Bann Teagan. She held her own. It was surprising. The sword she held was magnificent. Her strength was a revelation. Teagan wasn't certain, but he believed the sun broke out from behind the crowds specifically to shine on her golden hair. He found himself...staring at the sky?
Kaitlyn held the blade of that wonderful sword against his throat with a triumphant grin. “No wonder you stayed hidden away in the chantry, ser. You'd never stand a chance against the undead.” She offered her hand.
He let her help him up, and kissed her knuckles.
Loghain
Black Cadillacs by Modest Mouse
Loghain lifted the cup to his lips and drank. Dark memories swirled. He sighed. He'd be making more dark memories tonight.
His thoughts drifted to the past. How did it come to this? How did he come to this? He would go through with it. There was no other way out. Cailan's delusions of grandeur would leave them ripe for the picking. And he would not let that happen. With his dying breath he would not let that happen.
Rowan. Rowan had never forgiven him for so many other things. Why stop now?
He stood and began to pace. Don't think about it. Don't think about what could have been. Stick to the plan.
It will work. It had to.
Sten/Leliana
Yes by Coldplay
The battle was neverending. Sten was coated in darkspawn blood, the smell never failed to make his stomach turn. His asala weighed heavy in his hands. And still they came.
Leliana hung back, arrows flying. Scattershot giving him a moment of rest to catch his breath. Zevran had already been cut down. Wynne was doing her best to keep them alive, and was nearing the end of her potion stores.
Sten looked back and saw Leliana attacked by a shriek. The blood on her mouth was bright red, not black. He knew it was hers. His heart plummeted.
The thought of the delicate girl torn to shreds by these vile creatures enraged him. Her happy songs and gentle teasing had eased his tormented soul. She had to live! Who would braid his hair if she died?
He went into a berserker rage, cutting through the darkspawn like butter. Leliana lay beneath him, struggling to breathe.
The horde retreated, something was happening on the tower the Wardens had run off to, Sten wasn't paying attention. He held Leliana's head up enough to pour some healing potions into her mouth. She coughed and swallowed, and the color began to return to her cheeks. Sten smiled, as much as he ever did anyway.
Leliana blinked. “What?”
“You should be not speak. You were gravely wounded.”
“Thank you for protecting me.” She smiled faintly. “I always knew you were a softie.”
Wade/Herren
The Boy Done Wrong Again by Belle and Sebastian
Herren wanted to be just about anywhere but in this Maker forsaken shop. Wade kept hammering away at theplate armor like he was trying to shatter it, not repair it. Herren drummed his fingers on the counter and shifted his weight.
Wade was a genius, but he needed to be grounded. Herren was good for him, no matter how much Wade fought against his methods. But Herren hated it when Wade was so angry.
Herren turned and stared out the window. There were things he was supposed to be doing. He was supposed to be filing receipts and correcting the ledger and sending messages to nobles to pick up their finished pieces. FINISHED PIECES. FANCY THAT. But instead he stared out the window at the dreary early spring day that had turned the streets of Denerim to ankle-deep mud.
He was surprised to find tears falling down his cheeks. He bit his cheek. He would not let Wade have the satisfaction of knowing how much he was upset by this.
Jowan/Lilly
Karma Police by Radiohead
Lilly stared at the man she thought she loved. Blood dripped from the fresh wound on his hand. “No,” she gasped, “I don't care what happens to me I don't want to be saved by blood magic!”
“Lilly, I...”
“Jowan how could you? Blood magic,” the room swirled. The air was gone, she tried to breath. She looked at the fallen Templars. Her hands turned to ice. The word “NO” thundered in her head. She had been so sure, so very sure of herself and him and the purity of their love.
This was what she deserved. She had betrayed her vows. She had betrayed everything she believed in. She closed her eyes. Jowan ran off. She meekly submitted to the chains. Aonar. It was what she deserved.
On the long road to the mage's prison, she fought memories of Jowan. His handsome face. His easy laugh. His gentle touch. She had been seduced and betrayed by a maleficar. The wind whipped around her as she looked up at the hulking fortress. This was what she deserved. This was what she deserved.
Cullen
Optimistic by Radiohead
Cullen looked out the window of his small room. Dense, grey clouds scudded across a dirty sky. He knew there were more of them. They lurked in the walls. They whispered in the shadows. He heard them. They spoke to him. They told him which of the mages and apprentices to suspect.
He was smart. The others, they told him not to listen. He smiled. He would save them all. The Warden was a fool. She had left them to die. He would show her, too. He sharpened his sword. A few new apprentices had caught his eye. They were barely more than babies. He would not be fooled. The demons can disguise themselves as anything. Anything you want.
Anything you want.
He was going to save them all. Keep them safe. The whetstone against the edge of his sword made a sound that buzzed in his head. It whispered in his ears. It tried to remind him of the cage. Of his visions. No. No. No.
He tested the blade, and it cut so clean he didn't even realize he had cut himself until he felt the warm blood drip from his fingers to his palm. He licked his finger. It was time. He sheathed his sword and stood, walking out into the hall. Face blank. Motions mechanic. They would be dead before they
saw him.
Alistair/Anora
Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard by Paul Simon
Anora quietly cursed whomever decided that an appropriate coronation gift for her erstwhile husband was a PUPPY. She sighed as the two bolted through the main hall and crashed into the personal chambers.
“What is going on?” she asked, as calmly as she could.
Alistair rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Well, you see, I was trying to train him when he fetched,” he swallowed, “a rabbit? And I think he brought it in here. I was trying to stop him...”
Anora yelped as the puppy dumped a half eaten carcass in her lap and wagged his stump of a tail so hard he knocked himself over. She stared at the blood and gore soaking into her skirts and then at her even more embarrassed husband.
“Sorry?” tried Alistair.
This was going to take some getting used to.
Morrigan
Little One by Beck
Morrigan held her child in her arms. He was so perfect, so beautiful. It was as if he had sprung from her with no...assistance from anybody. He grabbed her finger and babbled. She smoothed the dark hair over his brow. His eyes shone bright gold. She smiled. No help from anybody.
The boy inevitably grew, matured, took to...picking flowers. He would bring her flowers constantly. All big grins and fistfulls of flowering weeds. She tried to discourage him, tell him that she required medicinal herbs, not decorations. The heartbroken expression on his face. She recognized it. She had never made a face like that. No, no, this would not do at all. His
resemblance to her only cosmetic? His behavior just like that of the rest of his blasted paternal line? NO. This would not do at all.
She tried to test him. She brought him to a dog. He tried to talk to it. The ladies in town were charmed by his blasted jokes and horrid bashfulness. NO. He took a stick and pretended it was a sword. He told her he was going to slay a dragon. Morrigan despaired.
Shale/Sten
It's the Sun(KCRW Morning Becomes Electric Version) by The Polyphonic Spree
There were few sunny days in most of Ferelden. It surprised Shale that there could be anything to miss about Honnleath, but she had grown accustomed to the sun.
Today was a sunny day. She trudged at the end of the line, the bulwark against surprise attacks from the rear. Sten walked with her. He began to sweat. He took off his shirt. Shale did not recognize what was happening to her. The sun slid over his skin, highlighting each droplet of moisture as it glistened on his impressive musculature.
“You are a magnificent warrior,” Shale blurted, without thinking.
Sten's pleasure was obvious. “I am proud to be given such a compliment by one such as yourself.”
Shale's crystals brightened. Sten looked concerned.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes. Yes, I am perfectly fine.” she responded flatly. She looked ahead. “Isn't it disgusting how it allows the other to touch it with all those squishy bits,” she growled.
Sten shrugged. “They are foolish creatures. They do not understand that true love is based on mutual respect and surety of purpose.”
Sten continued to speak of Qunari ideas of love, but Shale wasn't listening. She was distracted by a pigeon.
Modifié par Sagacious Rage, 20 janvier 2010 - 07:19 .
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I'll bite. 
So many things to choose, though...
1 - Howe attacks Highever (Turn off the Light: Nelly Furtado)
Asleena looked back at the flames rising above Highever. The gold and orange, the haze of smoke, the light of the moon... morning would be coming in a few hours, and vengeance would follow.
Howe...I will find you. I won't need anyone to help me track you down, and when I do you'll see exactly how tough we Couslands are. Hide in the darkest hole, douse all the lights, I will show you every nightmare I can dream up.
She turned away, hiding her tears from Duncan by wrapping her arms around the strong neck of her mabari and clinging to him. Who else could she turn to? They were alone now.
2 - The Joining (becoming a Grey Warden) (Make the World Safe: The Whitlams)
So this is my future now. I live with the Grey Wardens now, with the Taint, battling the Blight for the rest of my life. Trying to make Ferelden...the world...safe.
It seemed an impossible task. How could they possibly succeed? How could the Grey Wardens be so confident in their abilities? How could she possibly take up the same mantle of assuring others that everything would be all right so long as the Wardens were there?
3 - Dog leaves a present in Morrigan's Belongings (Elephant Love Medley (Moulin Rouge)
)
(Oh Maker, I can't write this one. I'm laughing too hard.)
4 - Werewolf Curse (Break my Stride: Unique II)
(Hmm... why am I getting such terrible songs? I need a better playlist. I suppose I'd connect this one to Zathrian not wanting to lose his immortality by breaking the curse.)
5 - Into the Fade (caught by the Sloth Demon) (When I see you Smile: Bad English)
It was like falling into the most wonderful dream...warm, comforting. Everything to that point, everything since Highever had been so dark. She just wanted to lie down and stop fighting...
And there was Duncan standing in the bright sunlight, smiling. She knew everything would be all right then...
6 - Alistair asks to spend the night (Boys Light Up: Australian Crawl
(Oh dear Lord, no I can't.)
7 - Branka (Summer of 69: Bryan Adams)
"Can't we give her a chance?" Oghren almost pleaded. "I know she's soddin' crazy but, damn it, Warden..."
"I can't," she replied softly. "I understand, but the woman you married and loved...those days are gone, Oghren. It's not her anymore. If we don't stop this now and destroy the Anvil, it will never happen."
8 - Sten steals cookies from children (King of the Mountain: Midnight Oil)
Brin clutched the bag of cookies to his chest, almost dancing with glee as he snuck away from the farmhouse. through the long grass. Once he was what he considered a safe distance away at the top of a small hill, he opened the pouch and stared wide-eyed into his trove. Sticking a hand in he siezed a cookie and snarfed it down.
Then a huge shadow fell over him. Stopping, mouth still full of pastry, Brin slowly tilted his head back and looked... up.
"That bag," the mountain said. "Give it to me."
9 - Leliana gets Schmooples (I wanna Love You Forever: Jessica Simpson)
"He is sooo cute!" Leliana gushed, kneeling down beside the nug and rumpling it's large ears. "I will keep him with me forever!"
Asleena shook her head, amused. "I don't know if I could love a pet that didn't have fur."
"Come on! How could you say no to a face like that!" The Orlesian giggled as Shmooples rubbed his whiskered snout against her neck. "Oh, Asleena. I love him! Thank you so much."
"Just keep him away from Oghren. Especially when he's drunk."
10 - Hero of Ferelden (Broken Wings: Mister Mister)
Asleena let the roars of the crowd wash over her, unhearing. It was empty without Alistair here. She had dreamed he would be here to share this moment, holding her hand...how could she go on like this? He had been everything to her. The first man she had loved. But he was gone...departed when she'd spared Loghain. Her heart had been crushed in that moment, torn asunder, and she had felt...weighted down, like a bird that could no longer fly.
She had to go after him, find him, explain. He would forgive her. They would be together again. They would be happy...
(Ok, it's not easy writing as much as you can, following a song and ending when it ends! That was fun though.)
So many things to choose, though...1 - Howe attacks Highever (Turn off the Light: Nelly Furtado)
Asleena looked back at the flames rising above Highever. The gold and orange, the haze of smoke, the light of the moon... morning would be coming in a few hours, and vengeance would follow.
Howe...I will find you. I won't need anyone to help me track you down, and when I do you'll see exactly how tough we Couslands are. Hide in the darkest hole, douse all the lights, I will show you every nightmare I can dream up.
She turned away, hiding her tears from Duncan by wrapping her arms around the strong neck of her mabari and clinging to him. Who else could she turn to? They were alone now.
2 - The Joining (becoming a Grey Warden) (Make the World Safe: The Whitlams)
So this is my future now. I live with the Grey Wardens now, with the Taint, battling the Blight for the rest of my life. Trying to make Ferelden...the world...safe.
It seemed an impossible task. How could they possibly succeed? How could the Grey Wardens be so confident in their abilities? How could she possibly take up the same mantle of assuring others that everything would be all right so long as the Wardens were there?
3 - Dog leaves a present in Morrigan's Belongings (Elephant Love Medley (Moulin Rouge)
)(Oh Maker, I can't write this one. I'm laughing too hard.)
4 - Werewolf Curse (Break my Stride: Unique II)
(Hmm... why am I getting such terrible songs? I need a better playlist. I suppose I'd connect this one to Zathrian not wanting to lose his immortality by breaking the curse.)
5 - Into the Fade (caught by the Sloth Demon) (When I see you Smile: Bad English)
It was like falling into the most wonderful dream...warm, comforting. Everything to that point, everything since Highever had been so dark. She just wanted to lie down and stop fighting...
And there was Duncan standing in the bright sunlight, smiling. She knew everything would be all right then...
6 - Alistair asks to spend the night (Boys Light Up: Australian Crawl
(Oh dear Lord, no I can't.)7 - Branka (Summer of 69: Bryan Adams)
"Can't we give her a chance?" Oghren almost pleaded. "I know she's soddin' crazy but, damn it, Warden..."
"I can't," she replied softly. "I understand, but the woman you married and loved...those days are gone, Oghren. It's not her anymore. If we don't stop this now and destroy the Anvil, it will never happen."
8 - Sten steals cookies from children (King of the Mountain: Midnight Oil)
Brin clutched the bag of cookies to his chest, almost dancing with glee as he snuck away from the farmhouse. through the long grass. Once he was what he considered a safe distance away at the top of a small hill, he opened the pouch and stared wide-eyed into his trove. Sticking a hand in he siezed a cookie and snarfed it down.
Then a huge shadow fell over him. Stopping, mouth still full of pastry, Brin slowly tilted his head back and looked... up.
"That bag," the mountain said. "Give it to me."
9 - Leliana gets Schmooples (I wanna Love You Forever: Jessica Simpson)
"He is sooo cute!" Leliana gushed, kneeling down beside the nug and rumpling it's large ears. "I will keep him with me forever!"
Asleena shook her head, amused. "I don't know if I could love a pet that didn't have fur."
"Come on! How could you say no to a face like that!" The Orlesian giggled as Shmooples rubbed his whiskered snout against her neck. "Oh, Asleena. I love him! Thank you so much."
"Just keep him away from Oghren. Especially when he's drunk."
10 - Hero of Ferelden (Broken Wings: Mister Mister)
Asleena let the roars of the crowd wash over her, unhearing. It was empty without Alistair here. She had dreamed he would be here to share this moment, holding her hand...how could she go on like this? He had been everything to her. The first man she had loved. But he was gone...departed when she'd spared Loghain. Her heart had been crushed in that moment, torn asunder, and she had felt...weighted down, like a bird that could no longer fly.
She had to go after him, find him, explain. He would forgive her. They would be together again. They would be happy...
(Ok, it's not easy writing as much as you can, following a song and ending when it ends!
That was fun though.)
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Posté 20 janvier 2010 - 12:55
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Oooo, I know what I'm doing tonight when I get home! I can't use my iPod at work, alas.
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Posté 20 janvier 2010 - 04:29
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Here are mine, so far:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5680268/1/Odies_Songfic_Drabbles
And now I'm REALLY going to the Special Hell, for posting #3 over here...
#5 is Sten/Shale however! Hopefully that makes up for my transgressions a little.
www.fanfiction.net/s/5680268/1/Odies_Songfic_Drabbles
And now I'm REALLY going to the Special Hell, for posting #3 over here...
#5 is Sten/Shale however! Hopefully that makes up for my transgressions a little.
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I wrote down the first 10 scenarios that popped into my head. I know most of them involve Alistair but I'm an addict. 
Hope Vol. 2 by Apocalyptica Final Battle, my City Elf Milia.
The fighting seemed to never end. They had forced their way through the city, up through the bowels of Fort Drakon, and now they were fighting off the waves of darkspawn trying to protect the archdemon. The creature had been crippled, but it wasn't down for the count. She could barely hear anything, the blood was pounding throughout her entire body, adrenaline keeping her moving.
She pressed on, finally reaching the precipice where the archdemon was wounded. She heard her companions calling after her to wait. She would brook no argument from them. Her blades arched before her, blood spraying over her. This ends now.
That's when she heard his voice, calling out to stop. She had left him at the gates, and he had disobeyed. She gritted her teeth, the final hurlock fell at her feet Starsong protruding from its body. She looked back at him, those pale grey eyes watered with tears. He had given her up, why would he come now. The wounds of her body were nothing compared to the wound in her heart. She shook her head at him, grabbing Starsong with both hands, and bolted towards the archdemon.
To Lose My Life by White Lies My Mage Abrill/Alistair
Asraii bolted upright in bed, the screams of the man beside of her bloodcurdling. She looked down at him, body covered in sweat, shivering. The nightmares kept getting worse for him every night. She knew what it meant for him, and she knew what it meant for her. Softly, she let her fingers trace over his shoulder.
“Alistair?”
His eyes fluttered open, and he sluggishly pushed himself up. The years had been kind to him, to them both, but the end was nearing now wasn't it. She leaned in and kissed the corner of his eye where the beginnings of middle age could be seen best.
“It's time isn't it?” She asked softly.
He just nodded, pulling her into his arms. Today they would make arrangements. Today they both left for Orzimmar. Her nightmares were few and far between, but she would not let her love walk those roads alone. Together they would die a Grey Warden's death.
Heads Will Roll by Yeah Yeah Yeahs Battle Scene in the Deep Roads
It was a dance they were all well versed in. The darkspawn rolled in waves across the bridge, and they were there to meet them. Abrill and Zevran moving with a fluid grace that in any other situation would have seemed beautiful. They flanked, parried, ducked and rolled. Even Alistair and his heavy armor moved in a motion well practiced. The shield would slam into a genlock's face, Zevran would slice the heel, Abrill would stab into a kidney. Wynne had her own part to play, standing back, her arms and staff waving about. The battle was truly an amazing sight, down to the last creature as its head was seperated from its body, bouncing and rolling off the edge of the bridge into the trenches.
Ampersand by Amanda Palmer City Elf Milia
She sat at the fire, thumbing the ring between her fingers. It was supposed to be her wedding ring, a wedding she was having doubts about up until the moment the arl's son came and took her and the others away. She closed her eyes, the red of her eyelids reminding her of the how everything that night was covered in red. She wasn't made to stand at someone's side, she wasn't then, she wasn't now. She could feel the eyes on her from the other two on watch. Zevran and Alistair would never let her be on watch alone. She wondered what either of them expected from her. She clutched the ring to her chest, a tear falling out of her eye. He barely knew her and he had died trying to get to her. She couldn't ask anyone else to do that for her.
A Strange Kind Of Love by Peter Murphy My Male Dalish, Tirafel/Leliana
He took Leliana in his arms one last time. He knew this was the end. He kissed her harder than he had ever done before. He was leaving her here, at the gates. He wanted to just run, grab her hand and run. Yet, he could not, he had his duty to fulfill. He thought about Morrigan's offer again, and how angry she had been at his refusal. The sting of the reality of that refusal. A sacrifice had to be made, and he knew he would do his duty. When the kiss broke, he stared into her eyes.
“I love you.”
He left her there staring after him. No decision he had ever made had been harder.
Float by Flogging Molly Oghren
He was still angry. The ale in front of him would drown it out again for tonight. The Warden hadn't listened to his pleas to give her the damned Anvil. He knew that it was the right thing to do, but for all the trouble that woman had been to him, he still loved her. The Warden had tried talking to him about it a few times since they had left Orzimmar, but he refused. Talking about it would only bring the rage, it was talking all the alcohol in Thedas to keep him together, to keep him afloat.
Why Don't We Do It In The Road by The Beatles Abrill Cousland/Zevran
Abrill was scouting along the edges of the Imperial Highway. She had broke off from camp to see if there was anything ahead of them, whether it be refugees or another ambush. She moved quietly, the cover of night a familiar friend. The sky was only now getting pale, dawn not long off, she needed to be heading back. When she turned, she found herself face to face with Zevran. She showed no signs of shock, she was starting to get used to him showing up unannounced.
“Why in the Maker's name are you following me again?” She whispered, somewhat agitated.
“It is the only time I have been able to get you alone, my dear Warden.” That charming grin, it almost melted her irritation. She had resolved not to have a repeat of their adventure a few weeks back, but he was relentless.
“What, you want to do it in the road?” The words were thrown at him in half jest, the other half proclaiming her irritation.
“Why not?” Before she could reply his mouth was on hers.
Why Can't I Be You by The Cure Lesa, Dwarf Commoner
Lesa felt strange in the armor. It was not made for her, but she had been able to easily maneuver and best all of those at the Proving. Now they were demanding she remove her helmet. The stupid drunk dwarf couldn't stay passed out. She growled, and in defiance the young casteless removed the helm. The shouting had been loud as they saw the brand on her face. That lost little girl dream of actually being like them, of being a warrior for the proud city of Orzimmar welled up for a moment. She had won the day, and stood there with pride at her accomplishment. They may strike it from the records, they may throw her in their prison, but she had defeated those who thought they were her betters. The Warden she had met outside was talking to the Proving's Master, and as they argued, his final words made her swell with pride.
“She is your champion.”
How many of them wished they could be her right now, she thought as they took her away.
Planet Hell by Nightwish Abrill Cousland/Ostagar
She looked out over the battlefield, her eyes widened and for a moment she stood stock still. He family had trained her for battle, her father proud that his little girl would not let Fergus best her. She remembered his laugh as she would throw everything she had at him.
“Now, pup, your mother wouldn't like it if you bloodied me!”
He would deflect everything, knocking her to the ground in those early days. Still she fought and eventually she had the skills enough to defeat her father in a spar. The pride in his eyes when she helped him up convinced her he was going to throw a party in her honor.
“Abrill! Come on we have to get to the tower!”
Alistair's words beside her brought her back to reality. The catapults were raining fire over the bridge they had to cross, she could hear the yelling and metal clashing below. Nothing she had been taught prepared her for the reality of war. She ran ahead, trying to keep an eye out for the flaming stones. One barreled into the archers she was around to run behind, crushing and killing a few. She had no time to stop to help. They had to get to the tower. She would make her father proud.
Dulcissima by Corvus Corax Abrill Cousland/Alistair Wedding
The minstrels were playing loud, upbeat music. Abrill looked over at Alistair, grinning mischieviously. He was being chatted up by some nobleman she had only briefly met before, so he didn't catch the look until it was too late.
“Excuse me good sir, I'd like to dance with my lord husband.”
Alistair looked over at her, his eyes wide in fear. He gulped as she pulled him to the dance floor where many of their other guests were already moving quick to the music.
“Andraste's flaming sword! You just want to embarrass me don't you woman!”
She just laughed and started dancing. He tried to keep up with her, the music fast and almost dizzying. She saw Fergus out of the corner of her eye, watching and laughing at his new brother-in-law as he did trip up a few times. Once the music was over she leaned up to Alistair giving him a soft kiss.
“Thank you for humoring me, my love.”
“I can never say no to you, Abrill.”
Hope Vol. 2 by Apocalyptica Final Battle, my City Elf Milia.
The fighting seemed to never end. They had forced their way through the city, up through the bowels of Fort Drakon, and now they were fighting off the waves of darkspawn trying to protect the archdemon. The creature had been crippled, but it wasn't down for the count. She could barely hear anything, the blood was pounding throughout her entire body, adrenaline keeping her moving.
She pressed on, finally reaching the precipice where the archdemon was wounded. She heard her companions calling after her to wait. She would brook no argument from them. Her blades arched before her, blood spraying over her. This ends now.
That's when she heard his voice, calling out to stop. She had left him at the gates, and he had disobeyed. She gritted her teeth, the final hurlock fell at her feet Starsong protruding from its body. She looked back at him, those pale grey eyes watered with tears. He had given her up, why would he come now. The wounds of her body were nothing compared to the wound in her heart. She shook her head at him, grabbing Starsong with both hands, and bolted towards the archdemon.
To Lose My Life by White Lies My Mage Abrill/Alistair
Asraii bolted upright in bed, the screams of the man beside of her bloodcurdling. She looked down at him, body covered in sweat, shivering. The nightmares kept getting worse for him every night. She knew what it meant for him, and she knew what it meant for her. Softly, she let her fingers trace over his shoulder.
“Alistair?”
His eyes fluttered open, and he sluggishly pushed himself up. The years had been kind to him, to them both, but the end was nearing now wasn't it. She leaned in and kissed the corner of his eye where the beginnings of middle age could be seen best.
“It's time isn't it?” She asked softly.
He just nodded, pulling her into his arms. Today they would make arrangements. Today they both left for Orzimmar. Her nightmares were few and far between, but she would not let her love walk those roads alone. Together they would die a Grey Warden's death.
Heads Will Roll by Yeah Yeah Yeahs Battle Scene in the Deep Roads
It was a dance they were all well versed in. The darkspawn rolled in waves across the bridge, and they were there to meet them. Abrill and Zevran moving with a fluid grace that in any other situation would have seemed beautiful. They flanked, parried, ducked and rolled. Even Alistair and his heavy armor moved in a motion well practiced. The shield would slam into a genlock's face, Zevran would slice the heel, Abrill would stab into a kidney. Wynne had her own part to play, standing back, her arms and staff waving about. The battle was truly an amazing sight, down to the last creature as its head was seperated from its body, bouncing and rolling off the edge of the bridge into the trenches.
Ampersand by Amanda Palmer City Elf Milia
She sat at the fire, thumbing the ring between her fingers. It was supposed to be her wedding ring, a wedding she was having doubts about up until the moment the arl's son came and took her and the others away. She closed her eyes, the red of her eyelids reminding her of the how everything that night was covered in red. She wasn't made to stand at someone's side, she wasn't then, she wasn't now. She could feel the eyes on her from the other two on watch. Zevran and Alistair would never let her be on watch alone. She wondered what either of them expected from her. She clutched the ring to her chest, a tear falling out of her eye. He barely knew her and he had died trying to get to her. She couldn't ask anyone else to do that for her.
A Strange Kind Of Love by Peter Murphy My Male Dalish, Tirafel/Leliana
He took Leliana in his arms one last time. He knew this was the end. He kissed her harder than he had ever done before. He was leaving her here, at the gates. He wanted to just run, grab her hand and run. Yet, he could not, he had his duty to fulfill. He thought about Morrigan's offer again, and how angry she had been at his refusal. The sting of the reality of that refusal. A sacrifice had to be made, and he knew he would do his duty. When the kiss broke, he stared into her eyes.
“I love you.”
He left her there staring after him. No decision he had ever made had been harder.
Float by Flogging Molly Oghren
He was still angry. The ale in front of him would drown it out again for tonight. The Warden hadn't listened to his pleas to give her the damned Anvil. He knew that it was the right thing to do, but for all the trouble that woman had been to him, he still loved her. The Warden had tried talking to him about it a few times since they had left Orzimmar, but he refused. Talking about it would only bring the rage, it was talking all the alcohol in Thedas to keep him together, to keep him afloat.
Why Don't We Do It In The Road by The Beatles Abrill Cousland/Zevran
Abrill was scouting along the edges of the Imperial Highway. She had broke off from camp to see if there was anything ahead of them, whether it be refugees or another ambush. She moved quietly, the cover of night a familiar friend. The sky was only now getting pale, dawn not long off, she needed to be heading back. When she turned, she found herself face to face with Zevran. She showed no signs of shock, she was starting to get used to him showing up unannounced.
“Why in the Maker's name are you following me again?” She whispered, somewhat agitated.
“It is the only time I have been able to get you alone, my dear Warden.” That charming grin, it almost melted her irritation. She had resolved not to have a repeat of their adventure a few weeks back, but he was relentless.
“What, you want to do it in the road?” The words were thrown at him in half jest, the other half proclaiming her irritation.
“Why not?” Before she could reply his mouth was on hers.
Why Can't I Be You by The Cure Lesa, Dwarf Commoner
Lesa felt strange in the armor. It was not made for her, but she had been able to easily maneuver and best all of those at the Proving. Now they were demanding she remove her helmet. The stupid drunk dwarf couldn't stay passed out. She growled, and in defiance the young casteless removed the helm. The shouting had been loud as they saw the brand on her face. That lost little girl dream of actually being like them, of being a warrior for the proud city of Orzimmar welled up for a moment. She had won the day, and stood there with pride at her accomplishment. They may strike it from the records, they may throw her in their prison, but she had defeated those who thought they were her betters. The Warden she had met outside was talking to the Proving's Master, and as they argued, his final words made her swell with pride.
“She is your champion.”
How many of them wished they could be her right now, she thought as they took her away.
Planet Hell by Nightwish Abrill Cousland/Ostagar
She looked out over the battlefield, her eyes widened and for a moment she stood stock still. He family had trained her for battle, her father proud that his little girl would not let Fergus best her. She remembered his laugh as she would throw everything she had at him.
“Now, pup, your mother wouldn't like it if you bloodied me!”
He would deflect everything, knocking her to the ground in those early days. Still she fought and eventually she had the skills enough to defeat her father in a spar. The pride in his eyes when she helped him up convinced her he was going to throw a party in her honor.
“Abrill! Come on we have to get to the tower!”
Alistair's words beside her brought her back to reality. The catapults were raining fire over the bridge they had to cross, she could hear the yelling and metal clashing below. Nothing she had been taught prepared her for the reality of war. She ran ahead, trying to keep an eye out for the flaming stones. One barreled into the archers she was around to run behind, crushing and killing a few. She had no time to stop to help. They had to get to the tower. She would make her father proud.
Dulcissima by Corvus Corax Abrill Cousland/Alistair Wedding
The minstrels were playing loud, upbeat music. Abrill looked over at Alistair, grinning mischieviously. He was being chatted up by some nobleman she had only briefly met before, so he didn't catch the look until it was too late.
“Excuse me good sir, I'd like to dance with my lord husband.”
Alistair looked over at her, his eyes wide in fear. He gulped as she pulled him to the dance floor where many of their other guests were already moving quick to the music.
“Andraste's flaming sword! You just want to embarrass me don't you woman!”
She just laughed and started dancing. He tried to keep up with her, the music fast and almost dizzying. She saw Fergus out of the corner of her eye, watching and laughing at his new brother-in-law as he did trip up a few times. Once the music was over she leaned up to Alistair giving him a soft kiss.
“Thank you for humoring me, my love.”
“I can never say no to you, Abrill.”
Modifié par Miliat, 21 janvier 2010 - 12:11 .
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Posté 21 janvier 2010 - 12:28
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Those were lovely Mil! I especially liked the wedding ring city elf one.
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Posté 21 janvier 2010 - 04:38
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odiedragon wrote...
Those were lovely Mil! I especially liked the wedding ring city elf one.
Thanks! I really liked your "Mother In The Night" one. I just finished The Calling a few days ago
The mountie thing had me giggling. Demons made me sniffle
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Posté 21 janvier 2010 - 06:52
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Hmm, never done one of these before with so many songs. ^^;
Mine are here, since one of them was a tad less than family friendly.
Mine are here, since one of them was a tad less than family friendly.
Modifié par jenovan, 21 janvier 2010 - 06:53 .
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Posté 21 janvier 2010 - 07:29
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My last drabble - Bizarro!Alistair is keepin' the Special Hell nice and warm for me! 
community.livejournal.com/swooping_is_bad/420759.html
community.livejournal.com/swooping_is_bad/420759.html
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