Yeah, I got no idea.
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nnyHe lit the last of the five white candles, placed carefully at mathematically determined points around the edge of the circle. When he stepped backward, placing his feet precisely in order to avoid the meticulously drawn chalk sigils, he couldn't help but feel a small flare of pride; of course there had never been any question that he would complete the ritual where his competitors had failed miserably, time and time again, but there was something compelling about seeing his hard work finally come to fruition.
After one last adjustment of his hair and neck-cloth, one last glance at the glass over the fireplace, he cleared his throat and - in a voice that he had carefully modulated to be resonant and impressive - uttered the Words.
The book had been... less than specific about what, precisely, to expect. The five horizontal bronze rings that rose from inside the circle, those were beyond even his highest hopes. A flash of bright light seared his eyelids; by the time he had blinked away the afterimages the rings had disappeared back into the floor.
What had been left behind, in the center of the circle, was not so much of a surprise as he would have wished. He swallowed, feeling a trifle lightheaded as the colour drained from his face.
The man - man-shaped thing, at least, and how he regretted that particular reminder of his inverted nature - was equally as pale against his charcoal-dark clothes.
"McKay?" it said. "Jesus, Rodney? You have no idea how glad I am I've found you, buddy."
"You'll excuse me, sir, when I say that I have no idea who you're speaking of. My name is Dr. Vyvyan Cowlishaw." He adjusted his neck-cloth again, this time rather from discomfort than a desire to impress; it was outlandish, not conventionally attractive in the least, and its hair was simply bizarre. There was something, though, that suggested - "Am I to take it that you are my Incubus?"
After one last adjustment of his hair and neck-cloth, one last glance at the glass over the fireplace, he cleared his throat and - in a voice that he had carefully modulated to be resonant and impressive - uttered the Words.
The book had been... less than specific about what, precisely, to expect. The five horizontal bronze rings that rose from inside the circle, those were beyond even his highest hopes. A flash of bright light seared his eyelids; by the time he had blinked away the afterimages the rings had disappeared back into the floor.
What had been left behind, in the center of the circle, was not so much of a surprise as he would have wished. He swallowed, feeling a trifle lightheaded as the colour drained from his face.
The man - man-shaped thing, at least, and how he regretted that particular reminder of his inverted nature - was equally as pale against his charcoal-dark clothes.
"McKay?" it said. "Jesus, Rodney? You have no idea how glad I am I've found you, buddy."
"You'll excuse me, sir, when I say that I have no idea who you're speaking of. My name is Dr. Vyvyan Cowlishaw." He adjusted his neck-cloth again, this time rather from discomfort than a desire to impress; it was outlandish, not conventionally attractive in the least, and its hair was simply bizarre. There was something, though, that suggested - "Am I to take it that you are my Incubus?"
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:05 pm (UTC)*laughing helplessly*
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Date: 2009-02-18 06:32 pm (UTC)You have no idea how much I love stories like this. None whatsoever. You must continue it. Please!
I'm also very intrigued about Rodney's name here--I'm assuming it's a pseudonym, since it's so outlandish. Is that correct?
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:06 pm (UTC)*cracks up*
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Date: 2009-02-18 06:53 pm (UTC)Oh man, you better do something with this XD
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-20 02:08 pm (UTC)but you have something else to finish first XD
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Date: 2009-02-20 02:09 pm (UTC):((((
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Date: 2009-02-20 02:29 pm (UTC)I'm actually opening it right now to work on it.
I'm formally inducting you into TEAMSPARKLEHUGKISSES - dedicated to awesomeness in the face of daunting challenges :)
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:07 pm (UTC)Man, I don't get people's interest in this, but I enjoy the mental voice so much that it's massively tempting. We shall see.
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Date: 2009-02-18 07:19 pm (UTC)I love this!
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:08 pm (UTC)*beams*
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:09 pm (UTC)*helpless*
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Date: 2009-02-18 08:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-20 12:09 pm (UTC)XD
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Date: 2009-02-23 04:23 pm (UTC)do I have to beg *paws at leg*
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:12 pm (UTC)I was so tempted to do a sort of meme in which I proved that ANY suggested AU would work with John and Rodney, 'cos snippets allow for such little justification. XD
It's an awesome name, isn't it? Period names are so much fun - someone somewhere started worrying about the child having to live with the name; I say SCREW 'EM! Parents should be allowed to call their child Defatigable Whelmed, or Vyvyan Cowlishaw, without fear of substandard nursing homes.
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:12 pm (UTC)XD
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Date: 2009-02-19 02:26 am (UTC)More, more! *grabby hands*
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Date: 2009-02-19 03:33 am (UTC)you cannot just LEAVE THAT THERE OH MY GOD.
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Date: 2009-02-20 12:13 pm (UTC)God, I love period mental voices, they're like Aziraphale.
*draws hearts on*
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