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snick_backup) wrote2011-01-02 05:11 pm
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New Year's Drabble! Dollhouse/BtVS
Because it's a little late for Christmas, isn't it? This is for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rebcake - happy all the holidays, Reb! This took so long because I had a rather longer piece that just would not be molded into fic shape. But here, finally, are Adelle and Giles at an airport. (Uh, let's just assume it's set during the holidays, shall we?)
Rupert Giles, Adelle DeWitt
A Difference in Perspective
“I mean, look at them all,” Giles said, motioning towards the travelers with his glass. “Scurrying along, no thought for anything but their destination. It’s as if they’ve a vile little chip in their brain, programming every motion.”
The woman snorted indelicately. “We could program them better than that,” she said.
“Sorry?” She had clearly already imbibed too freely from the airport bar.
“Besides, they can hardly be blamed, can they?” she continued. “These preposterous seats, this being lined up like schoolchildren. It sucks the very soul from your body, wouldn’t you say?”
“Oh, I shouldn’t think so,” Giles said.
rebcake - happy all the holidays, Reb! This took so long because I had a rather longer piece that just would not be molded into fic shape. But here, finally, are Adelle and Giles at an airport. (Uh, let's just assume it's set during the holidays, shall we?)Rupert Giles, Adelle DeWitt
A Difference in Perspective
“I mean, look at them all,” Giles said, motioning towards the travelers with his glass. “Scurrying along, no thought for anything but their destination. It’s as if they’ve a vile little chip in their brain, programming every motion.”
The woman snorted indelicately. “We could program them better than that,” she said.
“Sorry?” She had clearly already imbibed too freely from the airport bar.
“Besides, they can hardly be blamed, can they?” she continued. “These preposterous seats, this being lined up like schoolchildren. It sucks the very soul from your body, wouldn’t you say?”
“Oh, I shouldn’t think so,” Giles said.
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I would read an entire fic of these two sitting around talking about the nature of the soul. But I don't trust Joss to write it, because he clearly doesn't even know what it means, for all he's so hung up on it.
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Plus, what could be more soul-sucking than an airport, unless it's an actual, um, soul-sucker?
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I'm so glad you enjoyed. :)
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