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[bedlamsbard]

...and now chatting with ineptshieldmaid and realpestilence about Edwina has confused my characterization brain beyond all belief.

It wouldn't be as much of a problem if I hadn't been endgame on Dust 2, which is from Edmund's POV.

I'm just...going to walk away from the computer for a bit until I remember who my characters are.

Comments

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

This post ain't going to help, honey! You'll just get more comments.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Just because you write them doesn't mean I have to read them!

...except for the fact I get e-mail notifications. Er.

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

YOU CANNOT RESIST!!! *bwahaha*


But I didn't mean from *me*, necessarily...other people are going to wonder what you're talking about and go look. :)


Hmmm...why not make Edwina physically very small and dainty. Delicate, so that no matter how hard she practices or how *good* she is at handling weapons, there's only so much she can do-even archery requires a certain strength of arm to pull the bow, and she wouldn't have the reach for effective bladeplay. THAT would ensure that she would *have* to find other ways to be involved in the political shenanigans. Plus, just think how protective Peter would be...and Susan and Lucy, too, which would aggravate the shit out of her. And she'd go to great lengths to prove she doesn't NEED protection only to get in trouble and prove that she DOES...it's not her competency that's in question, it's how much can ability conquer physicality. :)


Ooops.That's not helping. *goes away*

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

WRITING NOW. CANNOT TALK.

Lucy's crying, the Narnians are panicking, Edmund's conflicted, Peter's torn between duty and desire...

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE MEAN TO ME.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Tirian just offered himself up as a ritual sacrifice...

[lassiterfics.livejournal.com]

ROCKS FALL, EVERYONE DIES

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

Well, now...that's more like it! Do they take him up on it? *grins*

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

I AM NOT LEWIS.

And I think the chapter might be over...

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Alas, no, but it proves the boy has good instincts, at least.

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

See, with this, I'm just pandering to my own size kink. Think of delicate little Edwina and a large muscular lover *coughsPetercoughs*...oh, that's right. You don't do smut much, DAMN IT ALL! *glowers*

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

AND NOW I'M ON EDITS.

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

Or that he's terrified of getting killed anyway, so he might as well go willing...they would probably make it quick. Probably!

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

AND NOW I'M ON TENTERHOOKS.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Well, you know, it's getting close to midnight and I have to write a paper this weekend, maybe I should put this aside and let it sit till after my midterm on Tuesday...

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

He's read Caspian's memoirs. (Dude, Caspian totally wrote his memoirs.) He knows things that the ordinary Narnians don't! Like how much Peter likes to behead traitors.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

OH THANKS.

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE MEAN TO ME.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

That would be so mean to me; how would I ever be able to concentrate on Beowulf?

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

He's got her pinned down to the bed, and he's holding her fragile wrists above her head in one large hand...and he's all sweaty and splattered with mud and blood, fresh from the battlefield...ruining the hell out of her lacy dress and bruising her here and there, perhaps, with his need...it's afternoon, and the balcony doors are open. They can hear people outside in the courtyard, so she's not free to scream out her pleasure like she usually does, like she longs to do, and bites through her lip...

*grins*

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

Especially incompetent traitors by accident...

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

EDITS. I AM IN EDITS.

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

Peter licks the blood from her lip, you know.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

And then there's the whole legend/prophecy that's been handed down since Caspian's time about how Peter will come back and kill anyone that lets Narnia fall...

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

OF COURSE HE DOES.