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[Fic] The Wheel
Dec. 8th, 2006 01:13 amTitle: The Wheel (3/3)
Fandom: The Covenant
Characters: Chase
Word Count: 5,400
Rating: PG
Summary: Chase, now in another school, meets a young witch and learns that his actions have a price that has nothing to do with his power, and everything to do with how the wheel turns. (Part One || Part Two)
VII.
Senior Prom came with a surge of excitement that passed around them both. She seemed almost untouchable by the fluttering of all the other girls, what they would wear, who they were going with, as though such decisions had been made a long time ago and she was only now carrying them out. It was a bit disconcerting. He didn't want to be responsible for her hopes and dreams, or hear about it if he shattered them.
She laughed, once, when he looked at her with that thought in his mind and told her that she wasn't as concerned about the details as the rest of her year. She just wanted to have a good time, whether or not her dress was in the latest fashion and what sort of hairpiece to wear or what kind of corsage he would get her. It was a little uncanny how she had anticipated his thought. Nonsense, she said, he had that same terrified look that a lot of boys got when their girlfriends made unreasonable demands. Just because she was different didn't mean she didn't watch.
Underneath that was a warning. Too long with her and he was becoming complacent, becoming at ease. Just because she was different didn't mean she was stupid. He'd have to watch out for himself.
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Fandom: The Covenant
Characters: Chase
Word Count: 5,400
Rating: PG
Summary: Chase, now in another school, meets a young witch and learns that his actions have a price that has nothing to do with his power, and everything to do with how the wheel turns. (Part One || Part Two)
VII.
Senior Prom came with a surge of excitement that passed around them both. She seemed almost untouchable by the fluttering of all the other girls, what they would wear, who they were going with, as though such decisions had been made a long time ago and she was only now carrying them out. It was a bit disconcerting. He didn't want to be responsible for her hopes and dreams, or hear about it if he shattered them.
She laughed, once, when he looked at her with that thought in his mind and told her that she wasn't as concerned about the details as the rest of her year. She just wanted to have a good time, whether or not her dress was in the latest fashion and what sort of hairpiece to wear or what kind of corsage he would get her. It was a little uncanny how she had anticipated his thought. Nonsense, she said, he had that same terrified look that a lot of boys got when their girlfriends made unreasonable demands. Just because she was different didn't mean she didn't watch.
Underneath that was a warning. Too long with her and he was becoming complacent, becoming at ease. Just because she was different didn't mean she was stupid. He'd have to watch out for himself.
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