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[bedlamsbard]

I feel like writing Peta/Caspian. Prompts, please?

Also, argh, because I switched out my contacts...before I realized that my boxes of new contacts aren't clearly labeled which set is right and left, and my eyes aren't quite equally horrible. (Close, but not quite.) I think I have them in the right eyes, but they kind of hurt, which is, uh, bad.

ETA: Never mind, I'm wearing glasses today; I don't feel like screwing around with these until Everything Is Resolved.

ETA: Wow, you guys are in the mood for domesticity today. I was thinking porn. *bemused*

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[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Well, we're still working off a PC background, so Caspian wasn't the one who called up the White Witch; that was Nikabrik. Although Peta's probably far less likely to hesitate as long as Peter did.

Oh, the mental image of Caspian shouting, "WHY IS NARNIA FULL OF CRAZY WOMEN?" and Edmund going, "Oh, thanks." *snort*

[ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com]

Ah, true, true.

MUST WRITE EDWINA.

Gah. Not now. Must write Thesis. Edwina later. Thesis first. *wanders off muttering to herself*

hmm... what else... oh, yes, I approve of extending the siege of the How. Just because. It is a good idea.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Also, it leaves so much more time for sex. I'm just sayin', here.

[ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com]

That is the BEST reason to put a whole nation under siege, of course. Famine, environmental destruction, gross loss of life... but sex. Naturally.

*Snorts* Peta and Caspian interrupted mid-coitus by am unexpected attack on the How. Peta flings self into armour and races up to ground level. Caspian is left trying to fit himself into his breeches and reflecting that he's just been out-done by a battle and his only consolation is that he knows she'll ravish him afterwards.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Hell, all that time under siege may even give the Narnians a reason to trust Caspian. (We're having problems with this concept back in the regular Warsverse. *rolls eyes*)

And then we can have traitors, thus foreshadowing the fall of Narnia thirteen years later. *thoughtful*

And it will certainly lend a new urgency to all Caspian and Peta's wishing for a bed.