[192] - Walls

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Challenge [192]: Walls
Title: Resilience
Word count: 348
Spoilers: None, I think.  o.o
Summary: "Gypsies don't do well inside stone walls."  But then, who does?

Notes: Summary quote from The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and the lj cute quote from Sweeney Todd.

The newest mission to Paris caught his interest – a rarity in and of itself.  Intrigued by the idea of a festive culture and a chance for fresh air, Demyx was quick to volunteer.  Besides, at least Paris didn't have a Cerberus; not to his knowledge, anyway.

Instead of watching the Festival of Fools and observing Paris folk life, however, he found himself confined in a cathedral to take care of business.  Lingering around the church and keeping tabs on an old judge wasn’t the most exciting job, but he had volunteered for the mission, after all.  Lesson learned.

Still, it was difficult not to feel restless.  Water might have been powerful kept behind a dam, but it was in its nature to move, to flow, to be free.

The monotony was finally broken on a dreary afternoon when the cathedral became home to a female prisoner. 

Standing on a ledge on the upper level of the cathedral, he watched the sanctuary’s newest inhabitant from a distance.  The woman paced quietly down the main corridor, carefully studying the holy structure that held her captive.  Demyx had no doubt that she was looking for a means of escape, a weakness etched in the stone that would grant her freedom.  He couldn’t blame her.

He must have made a sound, for she whipped her head up to glare at him on his perch.  Her vibrant green eyes had all of the grace of a tiger – powerful, strong-willed, cunning.

Hunted.

In her eyes, a black cloak was synonymous with the enemy, and her gaze darkened more with blatant disgust.  Although a little disoriented from being spotted so abruptly, Demyx stood his ground and slowly lifted a hand in neutral greeting.  Irked more, she gave an exasperated sound before taking off down another hallway with her little goat at her heels, disappearing from sight.  There were only so many places she could run to in the cathedral, but she ran anyway.

A cage was a cage was a cage, and suddenly the mission lost all appeal.

Comments

[killer-rip.livejournal.com]

Wow. It amazes me that it took me a little while to realize what fandom this is. :3 Very nicely written. I especially like the description of her eyes. I have a weakness for eyes.

[ofamaranthlie.livejournal.com]

Aww, haha. Sorry if I made it a little vague. >>;

Thank you! :D I have a weakness for eyes as well.

[fated-bliss.livejournal.com]

HoND and Esmeralda are really more than enough to make me crush on this fic, but there's also the fact that you wrote a very believable Demyx in a highly unique situation, and... this is just really lovely. :D

gah why is this challenge so awesome.

[ofamaranthlie.livejournal.com]

Aww! Thank you so much! :D I was worried about Demyx's characterization, so it's a relief to hear that he's believable.

[greedchan.livejournal.com]

Holy poop!
That's great.
This week's really putting out some nice entries. :3
At first I kind of thought it was Ratatouille. xD; But HoND is epic! I love the description of Esmeralda especially.

[ofamaranthlie.livejournal.com]

Thank you! :3
Ratatouille! <3 I can see that, haha.
And I agree, there are a lot of great entries out there. :)