c-c-crosstalk drabble meme?

[tothelight]

Modified from Dat Question Meme, LET'S DO THIS

It goes LIKE SO: comment here and give me a prompt (character(s) and a situation, whether canon, Sabra, post-Sabra, AUs or otherwise) and I'll drabble you at least 200 words on it. Quality not assured.

WHEN I REPLY I will also give you a prompt in turn!

In this way we write each other stuff, which is fun.

I AM GOING TO BED FOR A FEW HOURS but will begin when consciousness has returned

ETA: Disclaimer: am writing these sort of all at the same time, so posting them as they get completed :<a <

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[sillyrabitricks.insanejournal.com]

DRABBLE ME Red and Claude in AU Sabra where they are actually citizens of Cepheus.

[tothelight]

Let's say this happens earlier in their relationship o/

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One thing he normally appreciated about his new living arrangements was the part where he had his own room, all the way towards the back of the tenement, a nice safe insulated haven from the chaos of the main street. Here, it was just him and the radiator’s soothing hum, the regular ticking of the chronometer on the wall, the quiet click and sizzle of tool and machine in his hands…

The downside to this was the part where they both had the keys to it.

“…and you know it’s true what they say about the reaptime festivals in Monoceros, they’ve got the most fantastic booze both ends of the continent, I got us a couple bottles of this one potato thing that’s got a kick so hard you’ll see the [Dolphinacorn]’s—“

“I’m trying,” he said, very patiently, “to work.”

“I know. That’s what I like about Slim, he’s always a hardworking guy~”

“You’re using my shoulders for armrests, it’s just a little distracting when you ramble, and stop calling me Slim.”

“Sure thing, Slim.” Continuing to drape annoyingly all over him. He briefly wondered if it would be all that bad to jab the solder iron at that guy’s knuckles. Justified self-defense? Maybe he’d get away with a fine.

“Don’t you have those travelogues or whatever to write? Somewhere else? ...in a room that, you know, isn’t mine?”

“Just thought I’d give ya a preview! And company! It’s not healthy hanging all the time in a room with no windows, you really oughta get out more, Slim.”

“I get out plenty enough, and stop calling me--”

He just missed singing his own thumb when the hand ruffled his head, and when he turned his head to yell at him that guy was already one foot out the door, laughing.

[tothelight]

DRABBLE ME BACK Red and Allen in AU Sabra, Red meets Allen in his `travels.

[sillyrabitricks.insanejournal.com]

There was an old man sleeping under a tree. That's what he thought at first. But as he drew closer it became clear. It wasn't an old man despite the head of stark white hair. It was a boy, smaller than himself. It was a bit of a surprise. This route was one of his own personal best kept secrets. Incredibly safe and fast, if a bit boring.

He stooped at the boy's side, looking him over. No fresh injuries, just the scars of a possibly difficult past. His arm seemed a bit deformed. But nothing terrible.

So Red settled near the boy to get his own bit of shut eye.

When the boy Allen Walker woke later, he stared at the stranger beside him. And then set about fixing a meal, knowing the smell would likely rouse this strange new one-eyed companion. Perhaps he had word of how Delphinus currently fared. There was rumor of disease at the port country that left him uneasy.

The boy had no idea just how much information he would soon gain. Not to mention the laughter, the uncalled for invasion of personal space, and an offer for a place to rest if he should ever enter Cepheus.

[sillyrabitricks.insanejournal.com]

OLD SABRA ALLEN SHOWS UP AT OUR SHARED HOME BRO

DO EET