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towerofanimus2013-07-04 11:51 pm
swordedpast) wrote in towerofanimus2013-07-04 11:51 pm
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I made it through town somehow;
Characters: Archer (swordedpast) and Rin Matou (angramaintsu)
Setting: The hotel, early this month.
Format: Prose to begin with.
Summary: Archer tries to soothe Rin with awkward romance after a month of fighting and loss. It doesn't go well.
Warnings: Really alarmingly rough sex.
It's strange: the brutal events of Ruana's month are not what truly worry Archer now.
No, he fought through those well enough at Rin's side. His world narrowed to her and only her, for a blessed little while, and that was fine. After all, he is no longer someone who can defend countless people; he's failed at that too clearly, too many times. Now his only purpose is to protect this broken woman, and while he can hardly say he's happy knowing just how much he's failed, a part of him is strangely content with that.
But he isn't content with watching her fall apart as she realizes that her sister has vanished from the tower once more. And when he sees another Matou's name crop up in the graveyard--Kariya Matou--he knows he has to step in before she finds that, too.
But what can he do to ease her pain? That's all he wanted to know. It's all he's wanted to know for some time now, really.
In the end, as he watches her sleep, he realizes that it's simple. He should treat her like a normal woman for once. Together, they should pretend to be a normal couple. He should show her the tenderness she's never had.
So when she wakes in the morning, he's ready. After he's brought her breakfast, he proposes that they take a trip, and he suffers the slings and arrows of her sass as a result, but he brings her there all the same. He brings her to the hotel with a light, amused smile on his face, and he checks into a room for the two of them.
swordedpast) and Rin Matou (angramaintsu)Setting: The hotel, early this month.
Format: Prose to begin with.
Summary: Archer tries to soothe Rin with awkward romance after a month of fighting and loss. It doesn't go well.
Warnings: Really alarmingly rough sex.
It's strange: the brutal events of Ruana's month are not what truly worry Archer now.
No, he fought through those well enough at Rin's side. His world narrowed to her and only her, for a blessed little while, and that was fine. After all, he is no longer someone who can defend countless people; he's failed at that too clearly, too many times. Now his only purpose is to protect this broken woman, and while he can hardly say he's happy knowing just how much he's failed, a part of him is strangely content with that.
But he isn't content with watching her fall apart as she realizes that her sister has vanished from the tower once more. And when he sees another Matou's name crop up in the graveyard--Kariya Matou--he knows he has to step in before she finds that, too.
But what can he do to ease her pain? That's all he wanted to know. It's all he's wanted to know for some time now, really.
In the end, as he watches her sleep, he realizes that it's simple. He should treat her like a normal woman for once. Together, they should pretend to be a normal couple. He should show her the tenderness she's never had.
So when she wakes in the morning, he's ready. After he's brought her breakfast, he proposes that they take a trip, and he suffers the slings and arrows of her sass as a result, but he brings her there all the same. He brings her to the hotel with a light, amused smile on his face, and he checks into a room for the two of them.
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He draws back just a little. "I only saw that you were troubled, and I wanted to make you less troubled. I will do whatever it takes."
There's desperation in his eyes. If he can't make things better for her even a little, in this wretched tower, then what good is he at all?
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Something stirs within her as she looks beyond him towards the bed nearby. Tempting as it is, they're here to be romantic, not screw.
"I'm not sure what we can do while we're here besides sleep. It isn't as though this is a resort and you've already had to recite poetry at me. Television maybe, but um, I'm not sure what there is to watch..."