For LJ comm "muserevival" - 013(3) Drabble (also Charloft 100 Drabbles)

Jun. 27th, 2012 12:32
shoots_kneecaps: (save me)
013 (3) "I couldn't live without them..."

I couldn’t live without Finch. And it's not even because I would have bled to death in that parking structure if he hadn't risked everything to rescue me.

No. When he came into my life I had nothing left. He’s right, I was looking for something or someone to kill me -- the only reason I hadn't done it myself was because I’m just too damned stubborn to stop fighting. But he gave me a job. He gave me hope. He made me want to live. And I don't know if he'll ever truly understand how important he is to me.

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Muse: John Reese
Fandom: Person of Interest
Word count: exactly 100
Crossposted to LJ at [community profile] muserevival
Also fills [community profile] charloft 100 Drabbles of Summer #82 - Author's Choice
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For LJ comm charloft - 100 Drabbles of Summer - 8. Sand

Jun. 19th, 2012 12:44
shoots_kneecaps: (military)
8. Sand

There are days when he thinks if he never sees another grain of sand, it will be too soon.

No matter how careful he is, the stuff gets everywhere. In his hair, his eyes, his boots, even his cot. There's sand where no person ever wants sand.

It even haunts his dreams at times, every potable liquid turned to sand while he's dying of thirst.

Though those bad dreams are better than some of the others, where the sand is churned up and scorched; splattered with blood, and sometimes worse.

He misses the days when sand was just a beach.

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Muse: John Reese
Fandom: Person of Interest
Word Count: 100 words exactly
Written for [community profile] charloft's 100 Drabbles challenge
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For LJ comm charloft - 100 Drabbles of Summer - 19. Sundress

Jun. 17th, 2012 04:54
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19. Sundress

It's a moment burned on his memory like footage from a home movie, faded a bit around the edges but still strong.

The golden sun breaks through stormclouds, beaming down on them and brightening the day. A rainbow -- faint, but still beautiful -- arches over the water.

Jessica laughs and turns to face him, her sundress swirling around her lithe form.

A little gust of wind tugs at the white fabric, giving him a glimpse of tanned calves. She kicks off her sandals and scoops them up. "Race you back to the water!" and she darts away.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

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Muse: John Reese
Fandom: Person of Interest
Word Count: 100 words exactly
Written for charloft's 100 Drabbles challenge
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100 Drabbles of Summer for LJ Comm charloft

Jun. 12th, 2012 01:28
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[ooc: I don't know what I'm thinking, even trying this... It's Summer!]

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For LJ comm charloft - Thursday Drabble - Reunions

Jun. 10th, 2012 22:19
shoots_kneecaps: (dying)
Drabble Thursday: Back Together - Tonight, 100 words on reunions.

A sense of unease settles over me as the black SUV comes to a stop. When he gets out, every instinct screams at me that it's a trap. There's nothing I can do -- I'm too exposed and I'll be damned if I shoot first with Carter standing right there.

"Hello, Mark."

We chat in conversational tones, even though I feel the noose tightening around my neck. I've turned to give him the smallest target, hoping that the lighting and my black jacket will foul his aim.

His sniper hits me easily.

Not the way I wanted this reunion to go.

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Muse: John Reese
Fandom: Person of Interest
Word Count: 100 exactly
Written for [community profile] charloft
Also fills 81. Author's Choice prompt for 100 Drabbles of Summer
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For LJ comm Charloft - Drabble - Something or someone mysterious

Jun. 10th, 2012 22:00
shoots_kneecaps: (Finch+Reese worried)
Thursday drabble - Tonight, tell us about something or someone mysterious.

[locked from Finch - as much as anything can be]

When we stood by Kohl's grave, I said I always thought I'd die in a place that didn't know my name. He deflected it, but I know he must know my real name -- he's read my file, after all.

But I don't know his.

Lionel's right -- he's been hiding for so long I don't even know if he knows his.

Harold Finch. Wren. Crow. Any number of bird names.

Brilliant man with a tragic past.

A very private person...

He's my friend -- hell, he's pretty much everything to me -- and I still really don't know the first thing about him.

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Muse: John Reese
Fandom: Person of Interest
Word Count: 100 (not counting heading/notes)
Written for [community profile] charloft
Also fills 14. Bird prompt for 100 Drabbles of Summer
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