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round 3 overflow post
This post is for Round 3 fills only. We ask that when a round hits 8500 comments, fillers begin moving their fills to this post.
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Charles/Erik -- Charles is a bakery owner whose most frequent customer is Erik.
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Charles started off the morning the same way he always did...
Heat - Part 27b
(Anonymous) 2012-07-27 12:24 am (UTC)(link)He didn’t regret his actions: by leaving Charles he had only done what he should have a long time ago, before he got so emotionally involved with him. Things were better this way.
Forcibly pushing all further thoughts of Charles aside, Erik pushed his powers out to reach around him. The feel of all the metal surrounding him was soothing, encouraging. Erik couldn’t help but feel stronger for it. In truth, he couldn’t have picked a better spot for meeting Shaw even if he had planned ahead. Pushing out even further, Erik extended his reach as far as possible. He sensed the edges of the scrap yard, the metal of the fence, the pile of car doors that had been dumped together, the various battered and banged-up cars that were piled one on top of the other after that, the broken-down refrigerators and washing machines further in, the scrapped-car graveyard that was surrounding him, the rounded metal shape hovering just feet away …
Erik froze.
Slowly, ever so slowly, he straightened up from his crouch and, his body almost trembling with tension, turned around.
‘Hello Erik,’ Shaw smiled, standing mere feet away, that awful helmet placed securely upon his head. ‘Am I early?’
The wind blew coldly around them as they regarded each other, its howl eerie and ominous in the dark night.
Erik swallowed and forced himself to speak.
‘No,’ he said, his shoulders relaxing and his voice strangely calm. ‘No, you are not.’ And with that, he reached out with his powers and squeezed.
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Re: Heat - Part 27b
But, let the final boss battle began! *starts humming battle themes from games*
Re: Heat - Part 27b
(Anonymous) 2012-08-01 12:03 am (UTC)(link)Thanks, I hope that the battle lives up to your expectations! xx