It’d freaked the hell out of Gojyo the first time Dokugakuji put teeth to his throat. He’d been a bit more pissy than usual that day – prison tended to do that to a guy – and the older youkai had finally lost patience. Clawed hands had grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, shook him- Continue reading
“We did it!” Goku jumped at the man, grinning bright as the sun. “Hakkai! You’re okay! You won!”
“I did?” Hakkai said, disbelieving, holding onto the kid by sheer surprised reflex. “I… did.” He glanced at Gojyo, slitted green eyes oddly innocent. “He’s gone? No, not gone, oh gods-” Continue reading
I got some interesting raspberry luster beads, so I thought I’d try making a pair of earrings for that most mayhem-causing of groups in Magi: Reim’s Fanalis Corps. Continue reading
Movement near the door. Not the reinforcements Gojyo was half-dreading, but one of the bozos who’d gotten smart and backed up for room to fire-
Kote-armored hands grabbed gun arm and throat, and there wasn’t even a squawk. Continue reading
“Drat it all to Hades-!”
“No go on the handcuff key?” Alan shivered in the water, trying not to listen too hard to Won’t work, won’t work, you’ll never get free, suffer with us forever! “Figured.” Continue reading
Man, Gojyo thought, dodging a bullet as Janet yelled and Goku got between the idiots and Hakkai, I thought we left the assassins back on Shangri-La!
Good news was, they weren’t youkai assassins. A few quick strikes, and it would all be over.
Bad news was, they weren’t youkai assassins. Continue reading
A/N: Currently still trying to organize the Around bunnies after finishing a particularly tricky bit of Taka rewrite, so have another bit of Sanzo vs. idiots. *G*
A last flip of a page, and the general looked up. “Major,” Hammond said levelly, “are you acquainted with Colonel Maybourne?”
“Sir?” Rayner looked helpful, if clueless. Continue reading
“Would you believe I’m clairvoyant?” Sanzo shrugged.
“No,” O’Neill said dryly.
Good. “Dragons are telepathic.” Continue reading
“Well, the way the stones here still grumble a little about fire – Alan was here. Years ago. At least as far as this door. And I think he kind of talked the spells into thinking they might be open when they weren’t. And then….” Aladdin moved his hand just above the floor, whispering. “The rukh here remembers you, Maria. Continue reading