Meme time!

[deathpixie]

Because it's quiet today and it's this or adding drabbles to the Wiki. *whimpers*

Request two XP characters and I will write a sentence/scene from an unwritten log/fic. If you ask for a pair of characters, you're agreeing to get a pair of characters, unless the whole thought gives you hives and you ask nicely to be excused. ;)

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Pete and Yvette

[deathpixie]

"Let me get this straight." Pete tapped his cigarette in the ashtray, eyes on the young girl perched uncomfortably in the chair before him. "You want me to track down the bloke who took you from the orphange in Kosovo, right?"

Yvette nodded, nose wrinkling slightly at the smoke. "Yes, this is right."

"You know you've got your very own superhero group in the basement. Why not the leather brigade?"

"Because," Yvette said very clearly, straightening in her seat and meeting Pete's eyes. She'd heard stories about this man, read back on the journals. He was the one she wanted. "Because when you are finding him, I want him to be dead."