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Capell stands up straighter, trying to mentally go over some of the cool bits of Lord of the Rings in his head. Never mind that he'll never be as cool as Aragorn. He's pretty sure that's not possible in real life anyway.
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In some ways, this is like adding the final detail work to a sword or a breastplate, the devices and scrollwork that make each piece unique. But an error in metal can be heated, smoothed away, tried again. He'll have only one chance to make this right.
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for fic_promptly: Capell/Edward. It's not exactly faith when Capell has proven himself several times over. Perhaps it's time for Edward to prove himself?
He owes his life to Capell's generous nature, and he wants to repay that debt.
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for fic_promptly - heirloom Halgitian swordsmanship manuals.
"We can't take these with us when we leave—I had to ask permission to remove them from the library at all—but since you'd seemed interested...."
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Edward is always willing, but it feels different like this; there's a vulnerability in the way he holds himself that seems incongruous and compelling.
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Revenant – one that returns after death or a long absence.
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"He likes it best when she laughs."
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- Part 2 of 'Never Felt So...' Vignettes
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- 734
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"She likes it best when he is difficult."
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- Part 1 of 'Never Felt So...' Vignettes
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- 851
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"She cannot think of him as her king..."
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- Part 4 of 'Never Felt So...' Vignettes
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- 50
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"He likes it best when she rides him."
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- Part 3 of 'Never Felt So...' Vignettes
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Every hero needs people to support him. Sometimes, they learn to support each other, too.
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Like calls to like; he can recognize another of his own kind.
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When he gets back to the edge of the floor, someone catches his eye. Not intentionally; he doesn't think the man's even seen him yet. But the stranger looks just slightly out of place, just a touch uncomfortable, despite being strikingly handsome, and that's a fascinating combination.
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Ed peers out across the desert, but he doesn't go anywhere. The lunar rain is still falling, splashing against the sand. "Guess we're stuck here until that stops," he says.
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Sometimes Edward wondered if he felt too fondly; sometimes he was nearly sure of it. But then Sigmund would offer him a quiet smile, or he would be able to see the faint easing of tension in Sigmund's shoulders because of something he had done, and those concerns would pale in comparison.
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Savio closes his eyes and tries not to think about elegant hands and pale skin and a smile just challenging enough to be interesting.
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The boy's gripping a flute in one hand, and all in all it doesn't look very promising. Edward's the only one of the performers to show up to the auditions, and it appears that once again he is wasting his time.
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"In my certainty that our mission was the only thing that mattered, I...dismissed nearly everything else that was happening around me." He takes a deep breath. "Your devotion, both to the Force and to me, deserved --"
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Capell looks, meets his own eyes in the mirror. The damask shimmers, silvery as new armor, molding him into a shape that's not his own -- his limbs look longer, somehow, with his waist cinched in like this, with the curve to his shape that doesn't belong there.
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It gets less all right as the hunter's moon wanes and winter comes on. Out on the plains, harpies circle in flocks instead of alone, and in the woods the wolves bay at all hours, high and eerie. The castle feels too big for the number of people in it, drafty and echoing.
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