A little taste of something, Untitled 1/?
Jul. 31st, 2009 02:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
grimorieI don't know if anyone still recalls but I mentioned something about posting a few snippets on the WIP I'm currently working on. It's post-One, Crews and Reese, gen with a wee hint of Crews/Reese.
So, here it be, cribbing a little fromnwhepcat's posting style:
Charlie liked mornings in Los Angeles, he liked watching the sun rise as much as watching the sun set.
He walked down the path of the house, saw a few uniforms glance his way. He grinned in turn.
On the way to the house he caught one of the uniforms, he looked like a rookie. "Have you seen--"
"Crews."
"Never mind," he swiveled around and looked up because that's where her voice originated from, above him. She was on the balcony. Her hair was pulled back, elbows on the railing and she wore department issued black gloves.
The sun was right behind her. It was a good thing he wore glasses.
She was smiling at him. "You back?"
"I am."
So, here it be, cribbing a little from
nwhepcat's posting style:Charlie liked mornings in Los Angeles, he liked watching the sun rise as much as watching the sun set.
He walked down the path of the house, saw a few uniforms glance his way. He grinned in turn.
On the way to the house he caught one of the uniforms, he looked like a rookie. "Have you seen--"
"Crews."
"Never mind," he swiveled around and looked up because that's where her voice originated from, above him. She was on the balcony. Her hair was pulled back, elbows on the railing and she wore department issued black gloves.
The sun was right behind her. It was a good thing he wore glasses.
She was smiling at him. "You back?"
"I am."
