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shiromiraiFandom:Original - Hinta'verse
Characters/Pairing: Cel/ Nik & Payne / Hugues
Prompt: (Table)
Rating: PG - PG -13
Notes: Any comments/ critiques/ etc. would be welcome. XD All mistakes are mine.
Summary: And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
#12- Crusade
Payne’s fixation on razing her family’s economic empire to the ground isn’t rooted in noble causes such as righting all the wrongs her family has committed throughout the years. It’s rooted in the bitterness that comes from years of being a tool, and a name, instead of a person; in the screams of a young woman whose family taught her how to use sex as a bargaining chip, stripping her of the respect that she deserves.
Because it’s more than just a crusade, it’s a neglected and broken child who never really grew up, crying for someone to save her.
#08 - Blessing
When Payne and Hugues got back home, Cel initially couldn't recognize them because they were dressed to the nines - looking like the rich members of society they were. The white shirt, white cuffs, white pants, white everything was such a deliberate but subtle flaunt of wealth that it was all Nik could do not to smirk at Hugues.
When Cel wouldn't let them in, Payne ripped off he sleeves from her dress shirt to expose the ankh on her arm and deadpanned, " Let us in. I'm in no mood for another round of 20 questions - before they give us their damn blessing for the damn wedding, they wanted to know everything about us short of what actually goes on in the bedroom."
"Actually my brother--"
Paye elbowed Hugues. She had sharp elbows.
Cel stared blankly and Nik, pityingly, let them in.
#13 - Sanctuary
Characters/Pairing: Cel/ Nik & Payne / Hugues
Prompt: (Table)
Rating: PG - PG -13
Notes: Any comments/ critiques/ etc. would be welcome. XD All mistakes are mine.
Summary: And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
#12- Crusade
Payne’s fixation on razing her family’s economic empire to the ground isn’t rooted in noble causes such as righting all the wrongs her family has committed throughout the years. It’s rooted in the bitterness that comes from years of being a tool, and a name, instead of a person; in the screams of a young woman whose family taught her how to use sex as a bargaining chip, stripping her of the respect that she deserves.
Because it’s more than just a crusade, it’s a neglected and broken child who never really grew up, crying for someone to save her.
#08 - Blessing
When Payne and Hugues got back home, Cel initially couldn't recognize them because they were dressed to the nines - looking like the rich members of society they were. The white shirt, white cuffs, white pants, white everything was such a deliberate but subtle flaunt of wealth that it was all Nik could do not to smirk at Hugues.
When Cel wouldn't let them in, Payne ripped off he sleeves from her dress shirt to expose the ankh on her arm and deadpanned, " Let us in. I'm in no mood for another round of 20 questions - before they give us their damn blessing for the damn wedding, they wanted to know everything about us short of what actually goes on in the bedroom."
"Actually my brother--"
Paye elbowed Hugues. She had sharp elbows.
Cel stared blankly and Nik, pityingly, let them in.
#13 - Sanctuary
Within the first week of sharing the same room, Hugues discovered that Payne had a habit of having nightmares when she slept deeply at night. She wasn’t exactly loud when it happened - Payne was never the screaming or throwing-a-fit kind - so he only found out after a bout of insomnia and he had heard something shifting. When he got up to find the source, he had seen Payne in her bed, writhing and turning the bed sheets to shreds under her fingers.
(He never really knew just what it was that she dreamed of or what triggered them - she never talked about it and he couldn't bring himself to ask.)
When he finally did begin confronting her about it, she’d snorted and redirected the question. Of course, that only succeeded in endearing him to his cause, making him to nag at her even harder.
Finally she turned on him and deadpanned that she had dreams of the popular pink TV dinosaur named Marney and that it was trying to give her hugs while wearing her mother’s infamous purple fedora. With that, Hugues gave it up as a lost cause and just bought her a new meat cleaver for her birthday. She might kill him if he gave her a teddy bear.
When he finally did begin confronting her about it, she’d snorted and redirected the question. Of course, that only succeeded in endearing him to his cause, making him to nag at her even harder.
Finally she turned on him and deadpanned that she had dreams of the popular pink TV dinosaur named Marney and that it was trying to give her hugs while wearing her mother’s infamous purple fedora. With that, Hugues gave it up as a lost cause and just bought her a new meat cleaver for her birthday. She might kill him if he gave her a teddy bear.