Three Sentence Fic-a-Thon

[lirazel]

Let's do this thing!







THE THREESentenceFIC-A-THON


In this challenge, you write a fic consisting of only three sentences in response to a prompt. All fandoms/characters/ships are welcome, and you can leave as many prompts and write as many fic as you like. Please leave only one prompt per comment, though there can be multiple fic "answers" to each prompt.

Format:

Fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence

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Go forth and fic!

Comments

[quinara]

There comes a time when Giles thinks he's seen every fighting style under the sun - every slayer has their own, after all, with their skills born out of instinct rather than years of mastering a complete, if prescriptive, set of skills - and he's learned to analyse them all, to work out what the slayer's gut is telling her to achieve, be it jujitsu or streetfighting or gunwomanship, and train her to the height of her power.

Yet there is always one slayer he can never get a handle on, who kicks and cuts and shoots with no discernible pattern, who leaves him incapable of analysis, glasses never removed from his face so that he can always see her, watch her perform for him with a saucy wink and a backflip. Because, God help him, she isn't a slayer under his care - she's Faith, and she always makes sure he knows that, one way or another.

[penny-lane-42.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's really fantastic. I love Giles's Watcher-ness, and Faith's Faith-ness. I'm so glad you decided to pop in!

[quinara]

Thank you! It's nice to have popped. :)

[snickfic]

Yes! Love Giles thinking and analyzing, love that he's moved beyond the prescriptiveness, and Faith's saucy winks and backflips.

Thank you very much!

[quinara]

Glad you like it!