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Daaren

A Light

Setting: ?
Genre: Fantasy
Summary: Grey has seen better times, and is loathe to waste what little he has.
Notes: inspired by a prompt from Thimbleful Thursday
Words: 96

Fiction tags: Microfiction Nico Sylvie Daaren
tagged Nico Daaren

Minimalist Camouflage

Nico found Daaren cleaning the kitchen table, and placed a little metal disc on it with a click.

“What’s that?”

“Tax plaque. Has our telephone number, too, so if you get caught again some other full moon, the pound calls.”

Daaren didn’t touch it while working through the implications. “I won’t wear a collar.”

“I can fix it to a bandana. Which still goes round the neck…”

He sighed. “It works. Do me a favour and don’t use a red one, though.”

“What is it with you and red?”

He was wound up enough to snap. “Red is for targets!”

tagged Fantasy Nico Daaren

Eternity Ahead

I heard Nico approach, and didn't hide from her. I could not... well, if she was looking for me, she'd go on, and who knows in what trouble she'd end up.

She took a breath and stood still when she noticed me. She must have looked at me for a while, I guess. I didn't look at her. Eventually she sat down next to me.

tagged Fantasy Daaren Shapechangers Eodea Raaji

Transitional Period

The moon tugged on Daaren's attention. Around this time of the month, time seemed to slow, and the world to come closer, right under his skin.

It is... peaceful, he told himself.

tagged Nico Daaren

Revelry's End

Nico ambled away from the main hubbub of the party, and found Daaren on the veranda, apparently watching the gardens. She propped herself up next to him, and asked conversationally, "So, why'd you leave?"

tagged Nico Daaren

Why you don't invite Nico for mountain climbing

The view from the shoulder of the Tellanot - that's a mountain, in case you didn't know - is amazing. If you inch right to the edge of the cliff, and lean forward, You get a feeling almost like falling up into the sky.

I guess I was caught up in admiring it a bit too much, for the next thing that happened was that I fell down past the ground; the edge had crumbled. I twisted and tried to grab the new edge, and Daaren successfully grabbed my wrist, and well, the usual you'd expect happened. With me down the cliffside and him flat on the path, he said, "Don't look down."

I looked him in the face while trying to find some purchase with my other hand, and feet, and asked, "Sure, but tell me why."

He didn't answer until we were lying both on sound rock, panting, myself more than him. Sound rock has benefits, too.

Then he answered, "I thought you might get stupid ideas. Like jumping."

Made me laugh until I couldn't breathe at all anymore. Right to the point, that's him.

tagged Daaren

Different Definitions

"Ah, finally we can talk in private, just you and me."

Daaren carefully kept his face blank. Counting two guards and three servants in the room with them, who did not seem about to leave, he concluded the Baron must be completely insane. Better not to irritate him.

tagged Daaren

The right words

On the New Year's party, Marie received a lot of compliments, all including some form of, "you have lost weight!", and she smiled through all of them.

When she retreated to the balcony for a bit of solitude she found it occupied already.  The date of someone else's acquaintance, practically a stranger. He also seemed to be quiet, so that was all good. She leaned on the banister, keeping her distance, and he watched her watch the street.

Eventually he asked, "So, how is your health?"

After the initial shock, Marie all but collapsed with relief that someone cared.

tagged Sylvie Daaren

Dark Thougts

When they came in sight if the water, the sky turned black. There was light just as before on the ground, faint shadows falling behind them, but looking up, there was nothing but darkness beyond their beacon. The bicolour trail the bird had left glowed even brighter.

The shore was steep enough that they needed to walk sideways, but it turned into a softer slope forming a sort of beach. There was a smaller copy of this shape at the water's edge, not the continuing slope you'd find on a beach. There were no waves to form it; the surface of the water was perfectly still. The ground was covered in smooth, dark pebbles.

Sylvie crouched and bent her head until it nearly touched the ground to have a closer look.

"If it is this shallow all through, it should be no problem to cross," Daaren said.

"I don't trust it."

Neither did he, but what good would it do? "Looks like a long way to circle around, if it's possible at all. Any idea how to find out if the hunch has merit?"

Sylvie's sigh did not stir the surface. She took another deep breath, and blew. There was the slightest hint of movement. Sitting down cross-legged, a bit back from the edge, she said, "I wonder if it's water at all."

"It's not water. It's not ground. It's not air," Daaren pointed out. What it was was bloody unnerving.

He dipped the tip of a shoe (which was no shoe, either) into the liquid. It rippled, at first faster than water would. The pebbles below disappeared, leaving blackness that could be formless ground, or an infinite void. As the turbulences died down slowly, the pebbles reappeared.

After a rather too long silence, Sylvie said, "Circling around it is." Daaren did not argue.

tagged Nico Daaren

Writing on the Wall

A short time after entering the recently abandoned complex, Nico stopped in front of a lever. Whatever mechanism it belonged to must have been under the floor.

When she didn't say anything, only glared at a sign sloppily taped up at the wall next to it as if it offended her, Daaren asked, "What's the matter?"

"Says 'Do not pull lever'."

"Ah." He understood the dilemma, and why it bothered her quite a bit.

"They could at least have mentioned what would happen if it was."

"Would that make deciding if it was a trick easier?" he asked doubtfully.

She snorted. "No, but I could just pretend I believed it." After another moment of consideration, she shook her head. "Oh, it's stupid. Let's just get on with it."

"Right."

After they had left it behind, she still couldn't let it go. "I bet it does nothing, and they put it there just to mess with my head."

Now, that idea would have been easy to test. So... "It seems to work."

The gentle mocking tone apparently got through to her, pulling the tension out of her along with the irritation. "I'd better pay attention, eh?"

"Right."

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