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On Every Street: Chapter 12: On Every Street

I’m… done? Story came to about 33000 words. Not perfect, messy ending, but hopefully some entertainment was derived from it. And yes I know very little about trials or legal procedures so big thanks to Elwin for answering my dumb questions, and for encouraging me to also make things up because hey fiction.

I always thought that “three-chord symphony crashes into space” was “dream-coloured symphony” and I kind of still like those words better. XD But this is one of my favourite Dire Straits songs; it’s so evocative. The meaning of the words really does fit the original place I was going to put it, around chapter 3, but the tone is really nice for a credits song. Besides, she’s still going to be looking for him… she’ll still see him everywhere, without even trying. <3

Next story is probably going to be Voltron Shiro trash-fic!

Chapter 11: Iron Hand Continue reading →

On Every Street: Chapter 11: Iron Hand

I almost didn’t write this chapter. I didn’t know what to do with it, how it could be dramatic, especially when it’s placed as the climax of the story. But I wrote it anyway. And it’s long, and a lot of it summarizes the rest of the story. Couple of good bits, though.

It was also difficult to write because of certain political events and social feedback last week. I could get more into that, but it would be pointless navel-gazing so no.

ALSO it is late, not because of socio-political drama, but because I’ve been playing too much SW:TOR. My Warrior Akuliina is steadily harassing Quinn into admitting he likes her, but when it came to the love confession cutscene, I hit the wrong button and Fraps didn’t record it. So I had to start a new Akuliina on a different server, because I need that cutscene in my library. So… late chapter. (But hey, did you know it takes about 15 minutes to get through Nar Shaddaa if you only hit the story missions and skip through the dialogue at top speed?)

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My Dark Haired Fereldan Beauty: The Brecilian Forest

Oh look, another stupidly long chapter. Man, that took a while. I forgot I put the “you should not” bit in this chapter. But anyway. Don’t pick that in the game if you want sekushii taimu.

I have also somehow managed to turn Zevran momentarily into an awkward dork and I can’t help loving it.

The inspiration song for this chapter is this song from the first live-action Kenshin movie. It doesn’t really have that much to do lyrically with what’s going on in the chapter (Zevran isn’t THAT attached to Liz yet, although I guess one can make a connection between Liz and her family…) but it’s very exciting and passionate. : D

Apologies to my super-DA-elf-nerd friend; this is probably not a very satisfying chapter for him what with inaccuracies and artistic liberties and glossing over pretty much everything that he would find interesting. Sorry Miles!

I’ve eliminated the Honnleath chapter; everything important that happens there I can cover in about two paragraphs so it isn’t really worth giving it a whole chapter to itself.

P.S. Cowboy Bebop is fabulous. <3 BUT THE ENDING *THROWS THINGS*

Previous chapter: Ostagar; next chapter: Orzammar

The Brecilian Forest

“I killed about eleven of her guards personally before I was knocked out a window. I landed in the river and nearly drowned, but then I was fished out by some urchins – who robbed me blind, right down to my boots. And that was my part in history.”

“I will say it again,” Elizabeth said. “The Maker clearly does not want you home yet.”

Zevran smirked wickedly. “And I thank Him for it every chance I get. For instance, how should I have expected to be defeated by a beautiful Grey Warden, one who then spares my life?”

“You… you keep calling me beautiful,” she objected.

“I say you are beautiful because it is true,” he said, as if any fool should have realized that. “Should I not?” Continue reading →