Thursday - Supernatural Occurrences
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comment_ficHello I’m still girlmarauders and I’m your lovely host again! Today’s theme is supernatural occurrences. Magic, witchcraft and full moons, let’s throw a little bit of magical spice into the lives of our favourite characters!
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Date: 2010-07-29 07:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-29 07:45 am (UTC)"The lore says a virgin must approach it and ask that the village's curse will be lifted," Sam said, reading the info off his phone.
"Dude, let's ask it why it was late for Noah's Ark," Dean said, then acted like he didn't care that no one laughed.
"Cas, I'm pretty sure that's you," Sam said.
Cas looked away uncomfortably.
"Cas?" Sam asked.
"Dude, let's just go find some nerd at the local school," Dean said.
Sam rolled his eyes, "Yeah, let's be drifters from out of town who pull up to the high school and ask kids if they're virgins and please come with us, we'll show you something magical."
"Yeah, okay... a religious group maybe?" Dean said.
"Why not just let Cas do it? The only reason why he would be embarassed is if you made fun of him for it, Dean, so apologize and let's get to work," Sam said.
Dean looked at Cas and said, uncomfortably, "Sorry I made fun of you for your virginity, Cas. Bet you're mad about it and want to leave right now and make us deal with this unicorn on our own, right?"
Cas peered at Dean, confused. "Dean, I took no offense. I simply assumed you were goading me into permitting your exploration of my attire."
"What?" Sam asked, "Dean, did you - did you and Cas - ewwwwwwww. The image - just -- EWWWW. I never want to think about sex again."
Dean put his hand over his face and said, "Cas, the phrase is 'letting me in your pants.'"
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Date: 2010-07-29 07:31 am (UTC)Thank you Misha for actually saying crazy shit during interviews.
Date: 2010-07-29 09:57 pm (UTC)Jared came up to him snorting with laughter afterward. "Teleporting," he said. "No wonder you're so slippery."
Misha looked at him for a sec, then, a challenging scowl slipping onto his face: "It's not all I can do with my mystical, magical powers."
"I'll bet." Jared smirked. "You wizard, you."
Misha's features twitched. "Actually," he said, "yeah."
Jared blinked.
Misha looked around the crowded red carpet. "Come by tonight," he said, "and I'll show you a magic trick." And furtively touching Jared's hand, he gave a half-smile and walked on.
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The wind was high when Jared showed up at Misha's hotel room. High enough that the door blew open as soon as Jared touched it. Or, at least, so he thought until he looked up and saw Misha's hand outstretched.
He chuckled. "Oh, so that's your magic trick?" he said.
Misha closed his fist. The door slammed shut behind him. He raised his eyebrows at Jared and smiled.
Jared looked over his shoulder at the door, then over at Misha. "Seriously?" He got a shrug. "No, forget it, I don't believe you."
"Come on," Misha said plaintively, "I'm baring my soul here. I've never told anyone this." He looked almost shy. "Look, I don't really understand it myself, but... I can do things. Really weird things. Please tell me I'm not freaking you out." He looked at his shoes. He was never very good at being completely honest.
"You've got me wrong. What I mean is, I don't believe that's all you've got."
The voice came from behind him.
Now it was Misha's turn to look over his shoulder in open-mouthed surprise.
"Yeah," Jared answered before the question was asked. "Seriously." He nodded his head, and the window flew open.
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The next day, someone on the floor wouldn't stop talking about how he saw a pair of guys magically appearing and disappearing from the rooftops of nearby buildings, shouting to each other and laughing hysterically the whole time. Pretty much everyone thought he was just stoned.
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Date: 2010-10-22 03:01 pm (UTC)His men on his team were good. They kept their thoughts to a minimum even if he was disconcerted that they were keeping a running bet on if they'd be kidnapped and how long until Sheppard's team could pull some miraculous rescue. Assholes. If he dropped hints about their book and cackled at their worried faces... He had to get his kicks some where.
There were people he enjoyed spending time with, them and their thoughts. Teyla was one of them. Her thoughts were as gentle as her words. They washed over him, calmed him. Sometimes he found himself spending hours with the Athosian leader, playing with Torren and just enjoying the silence.
It was Ronon though, his mind was simple. He had simple thoughts, "Time to eat..." "...wanna shoot something..." "Shut up McKay." Then the rest was silent. If Ronon had something to say he said it and he didn't waste his time on idle thinking. Lorne found himself spending more and more time with Ronon; no one was saying anything. And if one day Ronon gave him a smirk and Lorne heard, "I'd really like to fuck you too..." then Lorne realized he wasn't the only one on Atlantis hiding something.
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