There is a susurration of cloth as he makes his genuflection. He does not intend to fall on his knees, but it happens. The resignation and dignity he has sought to cultivate throughout his confinement dissolves like wet sugar in the face of that which he has held out for, despite himself, despite all that he knows about the workings of the King of England, which is everything. Or so he has thought, often, and never correctly.
Toby always forgot how good the quiet moments could be.
Vanessa's mutant gene activated just in time to save her from dying - but then she spent six months being tortured by DMC. Now she's alive, deeply maladjusted, and living in Domino's spare room.
Domino's not exactly happy about it.
His reputation for honesty isn't unearned.
It was supposed to be a relatively straightforward diplomatic trip, but of course these things never were with demons.
Bushy and Green are shortly to be dead.
For the Star Wars Rare Ships Challenge over on Pillowfort.
This (last) month's challenge was to hit the "random" button on Wookieepedia and write a shipfic based on that. so here's this!
Diana and Steve at the inn.