Emily (
iluvroadrunner6) wrote2006-12-04 02:21 pm
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ragnarok_fic
Write the first paragraph from the first fic entry of every month. however, since i didn't really start posting in here until June...that's no fun. So, i went the the little tiny fanfic archive i belong to and looked at the fic i posted over there. basically, i cheated. but i do not care.
January - no entries.
February - She defogged the mirror in front of her as she studied her newly shortened blond hair. She had gotten it cut this afternoon, right after her meeting with her supervisor. They had just finished talking about the case she had closed that had just finished going to trial. - Return to Oz (CSI: Miami/Numb3rs Eric/Angie)
March - Angie knew she was late. If he was still alive, he would have made a joke about it, picked on her for it. "Can’t even make it on time to her own friend’s funeral." Yeah, yeah. She couldn’t arrive on time somewhere to save her life, but this time it wasn’t her fault. In DC, there had been a violent storm. No planes were getting off the ground. It seemed that the odds were stacked against her going to this funeral. - Grief (CSI: Miami/Numb3rs Eric/Angie)
April - "I can’t believe we’re here." The voice echoed off the pillars of the old, majestic church. They were all sitting there. All five of them, side by side, waiting to say goodbye to someone they never thought they’d be saying goodbye to. - Ghosts (CSI:NY Flack-centric)
May - Don heard that she was going back to her place. He really didn’t think it was the best idea. He knew her better than that. She wanted to play the big girl card, and pretend that she could handle it, but in the place her head was in right then, there was no way in hell she could take reliving what had happened in that apartment over and over again. - No Boys in my Place (CSI:NY Flack/Stella)
June - Detective Don Flack sat in the back of the courtroom, arms folded across his chest. It had been a long time since he had been seated in the courtroom, watching twelve people, many of whom had never studied the law a day in their life, make judgment on whether or not the police officers and CSI’s had put in enough hours, found enough evidence, drawn enough conclusions to justify sending a man to jail for x-amount of years for the crimes he’s supposed to have committed. - Generation Gap (CSI:NY Flack-centric)
July - He was just gone. - Gone (CSI Grissom/Sofia)
August - He’s too young for you. - What Killed the Cat (CSI:NY Flack/Stella)
September - He knew from the get-go that his mother was not going to be Eva’s biggest fan. It wasn’t so much what kind of person she was, Rosa Flack had told him that much, it was what she did for a living that made his mother nervous. - She Needs Me (CSI:NY Flack/Eva)
October - He really shouldn’t be getting involved in this. This was one of those messes he had been thinking about earlier that he didn’t want to get involved in. But he had never, never, in all that time he had known Eva, seen her seriously hit anyone. The occasional playful punch or accidentally missing in a scene, and really hitting the person, but actually hitting someone with the intent to cause harm he had never seen. She just wasn’t a violent person. So that moment back there, while Matt probably deserved to be slugged in the face, the fact that she had done it had scared him. And her reaction told him that she had scared herself. - Blame it on the Chapel Bells (4/5) (CSI:NY Flack/Eva)
November - She tasted like olive oil. - Olive Oil (CSI:NY Flack/Stella)
December - Lindsay looked up from the evidence she was processing when Mac came in. He gave her a sympathetic look, before she gave him a look of confusion. “Something wrong?” - Crazy Works Too (CSI:NY Darren/Lindsay)
all the links up there are going to take you to where i posted it on livejournal, but the dates aren't going it match...just so you know.
and...speaking of fic...for those of you over here who read Eva, Chelsea and company,
goddess_loki and i are co-writing a fic about her thespians and my thespains, over at
ragnarok_fic. you can find what we've written so far here.
and that is all.
Write the first paragraph from the first fic entry of every month. however, since i didn't really start posting in here until June...that's no fun. So, i went the the little tiny fanfic archive i belong to and looked at the fic i posted over there. basically, i cheated. but i do not care.
January - no entries.
February - She defogged the mirror in front of her as she studied her newly shortened blond hair. She had gotten it cut this afternoon, right after her meeting with her supervisor. They had just finished talking about the case she had closed that had just finished going to trial. - Return to Oz (CSI: Miami/Numb3rs Eric/Angie)
March - Angie knew she was late. If he was still alive, he would have made a joke about it, picked on her for it. "Can’t even make it on time to her own friend’s funeral." Yeah, yeah. She couldn’t arrive on time somewhere to save her life, but this time it wasn’t her fault. In DC, there had been a violent storm. No planes were getting off the ground. It seemed that the odds were stacked against her going to this funeral. - Grief (CSI: Miami/Numb3rs Eric/Angie)
April - "I can’t believe we’re here." The voice echoed off the pillars of the old, majestic church. They were all sitting there. All five of them, side by side, waiting to say goodbye to someone they never thought they’d be saying goodbye to. - Ghosts (CSI:NY Flack-centric)
May - Don heard that she was going back to her place. He really didn’t think it was the best idea. He knew her better than that. She wanted to play the big girl card, and pretend that she could handle it, but in the place her head was in right then, there was no way in hell she could take reliving what had happened in that apartment over and over again. - No Boys in my Place (CSI:NY Flack/Stella)
June - Detective Don Flack sat in the back of the courtroom, arms folded across his chest. It had been a long time since he had been seated in the courtroom, watching twelve people, many of whom had never studied the law a day in their life, make judgment on whether or not the police officers and CSI’s had put in enough hours, found enough evidence, drawn enough conclusions to justify sending a man to jail for x-amount of years for the crimes he’s supposed to have committed. - Generation Gap (CSI:NY Flack-centric)
July - He was just gone. - Gone (CSI Grissom/Sofia)
August - He’s too young for you. - What Killed the Cat (CSI:NY Flack/Stella)
September - He knew from the get-go that his mother was not going to be Eva’s biggest fan. It wasn’t so much what kind of person she was, Rosa Flack had told him that much, it was what she did for a living that made his mother nervous. - She Needs Me (CSI:NY Flack/Eva)
October - He really shouldn’t be getting involved in this. This was one of those messes he had been thinking about earlier that he didn’t want to get involved in. But he had never, never, in all that time he had known Eva, seen her seriously hit anyone. The occasional playful punch or accidentally missing in a scene, and really hitting the person, but actually hitting someone with the intent to cause harm he had never seen. She just wasn’t a violent person. So that moment back there, while Matt probably deserved to be slugged in the face, the fact that she had done it had scared him. And her reaction told him that she had scared herself. - Blame it on the Chapel Bells (4/5) (CSI:NY Flack/Eva)
November - She tasted like olive oil. - Olive Oil (CSI:NY Flack/Stella)
December - Lindsay looked up from the evidence she was processing when Mac came in. He gave her a sympathetic look, before she gave him a look of confusion. “Something wrong?” - Crazy Works Too (CSI:NY Darren/Lindsay)
all the links up there are going to take you to where i posted it on livejournal, but the dates aren't going it match...just so you know.
and...speaking of fic...for those of you over here who read Eva, Chelsea and company,
and that is all.
