FMA drabble

Sep. 5th, 2005 01:11 pm
swordage: Kimberly from Fullmental Alchemist, "twisted". (x prison)
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I've been lax in my fic-writing duties lately. Hey, it happens, right? ^^; If I get some heavy-duty inspiration, I'll let you lot know. But for now, you get drabbles.

Today's drabble: Kimbley, behind bars.

He almost loses his hands to cold and lack of circulation in the first week. He learns to fold his legs and tuck his hands behind his knees, to keep them as close to his body as possible with the wooden slats holding them nearly immobile. He doesn’t mind being alone in the dark; he has no demons that taunt him, no regrets and no wants. He has only needs – food, water, warmth, alchemy. A month behind cold steel doors, and he’s a starving man, desperate for the lightning-sharp touch of power under his skin. A year of listening to the rabble go mad through bone-dry stone walls makes him desperate enough to not even yearn for the red rocks that defied all constraints. Slowly, slowly, he starves. Lack of food is enough to thin his frame, but lack of alchemy is what thins his mind. He waits, and he hungers, and he bides his time in the solitary dark without demons or regrets or wants.

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Date: 2005-09-05 05:31 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tookhernowhere.livejournal.com
Oooooh, this was chilling. Especially loved this line:

He doesn’t mind being alone in the dark; he has no demons that taunt him, no regrets and no wants.

*shivers*

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Date: 2005-09-05 05:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laylah.livejournal.com
Mmm, yes. That's it, right there -- the bare essence of him, cold and hungry. God, Greed must have recognized that need as soon as he laid eyes on Kimberly.

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Date: 2005-09-05 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theburrahobbit.livejournal.com
Wonderful. Wonderful. The way the demons and regrets and wants come back sums it all up terribly well, and it's all in such balance (if the word is alright to use in the context of something relating to Kimbley) with itself.

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Date: 2005-09-06 05:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theburrahobbit.livejournal.com
Yes, certainly. Even if there's something so obviously wrong with him, he himself really doesn't care and gets on with life, in his own, strange way.

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Date: 2005-09-05 09:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgottenlover.livejournal.com
::calmly walks off with it::

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Date: 2005-09-05 10:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgottenlover.livejournal.com
::waits for you to continue::

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Date: 2005-09-05 10:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] celes-grant.livejournal.com
to starve without alchemy. Similar to starving without knowledge. mya... brilliant ... concept.. thing. guh sorrybrainislikestfuheid =x=

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Date: 2005-09-05 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] empty-geas.livejournal.com
*rereads three or four times, then just stares for a while*
Absolutely beautiful. It's a truly intriguing notion, to have his self be as clean and stark as his arrays. No insanity, because that would be a luxury, moving away from the bare clarity he regards the world with. *saves fic and adds to memories*

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Date: 2005-09-07 03:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flame-of-chaos.livejournal.com
....*curls up on Swordage's head and licks her brain*...o_o So.Beautiful.....

How do you write like that?! >o< *goes off to sob in the corner, bemoaning her inadequacy* T_________T My Kimbley muse has been so inactive lately..Hell, all of my muses have gone on a freakin' permanent vacation...

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Date: 2005-09-07 04:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ponderosa121.livejournal.com
Lack of food is enough to thin his frame, but lack of alchemy is what thins his mind.

That line is just striking. Love the rhythm in this one. *purrs* <33

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