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Rebecca Hb. ([personal profile] beckyh2112) wrote2010-03-29 07:31 am
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AU Meme

Give me an AU prompt, and I'll write you something of at least a hundred words. All AUs I've done before, except LaS, Assimilation, Flint, and DotM, can be requested. I might deny some prompts if they involve something plot-centric to the last part of "Bedrock".

Give a character name, then AU prompt. More details make me happy, though I can't promise I'll touch on everything in the prompt.

Three slots for everybody, five slots for [livejournal.com profile] dark_puck, [livejournal.com profile] spyridona, [livejournal.com profile] suzukiblu, and [livejournal.com profile] neldluva. Bonus slots are available if you request Zhao, Pakku, or Jeong Jeong.

I promise to answer at least one request.

MEME IS CLOSED.

Bonus: Drow AU: Hakoda and Ozai get to know each other

[identity profile] beckyh2112.livejournal.com 2010-04-21 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Previously on Avatar (http://beckyh2112.livejournal.com/378703.html?thread=3155023#t3155023)...


There is a light. It's faint, so faint that Hakoda would have missed it if he had been home in the woods. Here, in the dead darkness of the Underdark, it's shockingly bright.

He reaches up to finger the iron collar that marks his slavery and lets him see in the pitch black. Pain nips at his fingers, but it's a pain he's used to. There is no rattling warning in his bones that this is a place he must not go.

He'd have ignored it even if there was.

His tread is quiet as a cat's as he climbs the last spiral stairs to the top of this spike. As he rounds the curve of the stair, the light brightens and brightens. He squints, but his eyes adjust.

It makes him snarl that his eyes even need to adjust to such little light.

The light spills out of an open doorway at the top of the stair. He steps into the doorway, eyes widening.

The mutilated drow, the one whose name no one uses, sprawls in a chair with a book. A bare handful of candles are lit, hardly enough for Hakoda to have used at home to read by. But here, in the Underdark, their light is so much more than they had been in the shadowed woods.

The drow lifts his head, eyes widening in startlement.

He was expecting someone else, Hakoda thinks.

Yes. I was.

The drow's will hits like a hammer, and Hakoda staggers. It feels like steel spikes being driven into his brain, almost as bad as a mind-flayer as the drow rummages through him-

Ozai. My name is Ozai. And I learned from illithids.

A memory is plucked to the fore, of the black bitch as she mounted Hakoda, the pleasure on her face. It is examined, twisted, then Hakoda's knees hit the floor as he's blasted with pain.

He doesn't know how he manages to smirk. "Jealous?"

Ozai's rage leaves him insensate.
ext_64545: (ozai - grin)

Re: Bonus: Drow AU: Hakoda and Ozai get to know each other

[identity profile] spyridona.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
The psion drow pleases Spyri! *Nuzzles pretty, pretty mutilated Ozai.*

I enjoy how Hakoda is raging for adjusting to the alien world of Drow, I like how he's still stubborn and so damned hard to break. (I am sure this pleases the matron in one sense. The 'girl' he will truly bless her with shall have a will of iron.)

I am not quite sure if Strong Willed Copper elf pleases Ozai or not. Well, in nine months it will.

*May have to steal your ship icon one of these days*