Courting Pair
Feb. 8th, 2009 10:58 amfrom
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AtS S5 – Gunn - Insecurities
Gunn always felt that they never considered him to be smart. He was never asked to solve problems. Gunn knew this was all in his head. Still, insecurities ate at him. He tried to remind himself that, while he was never going to be book-man, his friends didn’t think he was stupid.
His arguments failed. Fears grew. It wasn’t his fault his spent his teen years hunting vampires instead of going to school. Still, it explained why he jumped at the chance offered him. As he stood in open court, Gunn wondered what the hell he had done to himself.
AtS S3 – Connor in Quor-Toth – Mating Season
It was a dangerous time of year. Steven knew that hunting the Asjexs now was potentially disastrous. The large beasts had congregated in vast numbers, more easily excitable than normal. However, most of the big males were completely involved with their courting rituals, displaying their large multi-colored rumps and bashing at each other with long, multi-pronged horns.
They would never notice a little thing like him. Picking off a young female or two from the back of the herd would never be easier. Smoked, they would allow Father and him to survive for months. Grinning hungrily, Steven drew his knife.
AtS S5 – Gunn - Insecurities
Gunn always felt that they never considered him to be smart. He was never asked to solve problems. Gunn knew this was all in his head. Still, insecurities ate at him. He tried to remind himself that, while he was never going to be book-man, his friends didn’t think he was stupid.
His arguments failed. Fears grew. It wasn’t his fault his spent his teen years hunting vampires instead of going to school. Still, it explained why he jumped at the chance offered him. As he stood in open court, Gunn wondered what the hell he had done to himself.
AtS S3 – Connor in Quor-Toth – Mating Season
It was a dangerous time of year. Steven knew that hunting the Asjexs now was potentially disastrous. The large beasts had congregated in vast numbers, more easily excitable than normal. However, most of the big males were completely involved with their courting rituals, displaying their large multi-colored rumps and bashing at each other with long, multi-pronged horns.
They would never notice a little thing like him. Picking off a young female or two from the back of the herd would never be easier. Smoked, they would allow Father and him to survive for months. Grinning hungrily, Steven drew his knife.

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Date: 2009-02-08 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-02-09 03:23 am (UTC)And the mating season thing - whee.
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Date: 2009-02-09 03:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-09 12:41 pm (UTC)