Slayers, A Stray Child, Part 3 by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers, A Stray Child, Part 3
Part 3.
The paddle dipped into the dark water, catching against mud and plant-matter and gods only knew what else. Filia surveyed the scene from her perch on the boards that crossed from one side of the boat to another. The splash of the oar propelling her tiny craft forward was a sharp contrast to the quiet around her. Even the clouds that had riddled the town with raindrops had ceased their onslaught, though the sky threatened that this reprieve could be short-lived. The rooftops that peeked out from the newly created sea were empty. There was not a man, woman or child in sight, awaiting rescue from the high ground. Not even so much as the
Silly Slayers Vignettes V
In Which Amelia is Comforted by Strong, Rocky Arms.
Amelia nuzzled her face against his shoulder, wiping a tear away. It wasn’t as though the rocky surface was ideal for tears—no, it had very little in common with a gentle handkerchief. But yet it gave her more comfort than any monogrammed scrap of fabric could possibly hope to.
“Thank you,” she said, squeezing her savior tight, “for being here. It’s been so hard dealing with everything… there are so many responsibilities… and with grandfather gone it’s been so…”
“There’s no need,&rd
Slayers, A Stray Child, Part 2 by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers, A Stray Child, Part 2
Part 2.
Filia’s eyes shot open. None of the usual, slow waking up elements of transition accompanied her shift from unconsciousness to consciousness. There was no slow eyelid flutter, no soft groan as the light from the window became too much to ignore and as the senses slowly perked up to register birdsong and domestic bustle. She’d gone from laid out on the bed with her eyes closed to sitting up and staring wide-eyed at the peeling wallpaper in two seconds flat.
“No…” she said, gazing down at the covers of her hotel room bed as though they’d betrayed her. “It wasn’t a dream,” she decl
Slayers, A Stray Child, Part 1 by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers, A Stray Child, Part 1
A Stray Child
Part 1.
Filia sat in the rocking seat of the carriage and silently wished she could will away the rain that had started pattering against the roof. If the weather had held out, she could’ve at least promised Val a bright sunny picnic later—a distantly hanging incentive that would’ve made this journey less a tedious business trip that he’d been dragged along for and more the family time that she desperately wanted it to be.
She hugged her small suitcase of luggage close to her as she tried to block out Jillas’s snores from the bench next to her and instead turned to Val, peering out the window. We
Slayers - Letters Never Sent by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers - Letters Never Sent
Letters Never Sent
"I'm heading out after breakfast," Seyruun Castle's postmaster announced, poking his head into the great hall where the royal officials ate shoulder to shoulder with the castle staff as a show of brotherhood, equality, and good-will (not to mention a great savings in space). "Any post?"
There was a squeak of a chair being hurriedly pushed out as Princess Amelia tossed her napkin onto her plate. "Just a second," she said and got up.
"I know I have a pile around somewhere," Prince Philionel said, shuffling uncomfortably from the seat next to the one his daughter had just vacated.
"The ones on your desk?" the postmaster pr
Slayers - Not at all Seduced by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers - Not at all Seduced
Not at all Seduced
"So that's about the state of things," Lina concluded, addressing her ragtag group of friends from the room of an inn one summer's morning. Zelgadis, Amelia, Gourry, and Filia had sat around the small table in the room and listened patiently to what she had to say. Well, Zelgadis, Amelia and Filia had listened patiently; Gourry had squinted at the wall until the weird stain on it looked like a bunny. "From what I heard the rumors of the book's existence seem pretty solid, but we can't be sure until we check it out ourselves."
"But you really ought to be wary of the information with a source like that," Filia said doubtful
Slayers - Theory and Practice by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers - Theory and Practice
Not at all Seduced Part Two
Theory and Practice
It was past midnight and Filia couldn't sleep. She'd love to have blamed this on the poor ventilation of the inn, the discomfort of the bed, or the glaring light of the full moon assaulting her closed eyes through the window. But the simple facts were: the air was a lovely warm temperature with a light, comfortable breeze; the bed was perfectly satisfactory; and there was only a half-moon in a slightly overcast sky, providing enough light so that if she got up she wouldn't stub her toe, but not so much as to bother her eyes.
No, as much as she hated to admit it to herself, her current
Form - Slayers Demonic Contest by Skiyomi, literature
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Form - Slayers Demonic Contest
Form.
There was a problem, Xellos had to admit as he sat alone in the café of the inn while the others slept, within the monster race. It wasn't a huge problem or a new problem, but it was a growing and largely ignored problem. And it all had to do with the fact that the human form was powerful.
Not that humans themselves were powerful. They were largely weak and easily lead. Even the strongest and wisest of their numbers had easily found failings. Humans really hadn't come much further from the days of yelling and jabbing pointy sticks in the air.
It was that human form. It had an insistence.
Now, it was not common pract
Slayers-Discworld Crossover by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers-Discworld Crossover
Slayers on the Discworld.
It is very possible that there is a world out there stranger than one in which a gang of super powered spooks battles with a bunch of pious reptiles to decide the world's fate.
That world might be
*****
"Ah, Miss Seyruun. I apologize for the delay," the man at the desk said, shuffling papers as Amelia entered the room.
"No trouble," Amelia said weakly, taking a seat. She was not in the best of spirits. She'd been full of confidence when she'd arrived in the city of Ankh-Morpork earlier that morning, but nearly being mugged by a man who claimed to be a licensed professional in the field of mugging had dampe
Slayers Liaisons - Just Rivals by Skiyomi, literature
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Slayers Liaisons - Just Rivals
Just Rivals.
Look at him. Just look at him. Sitting cross-legged by the fire, humming some obnoxious little tune to himself, and cooking a sweet potato on a stick. Does that look like a swordsman cunning enough to best the Howling Sword? It certainly doesn't. 'Cunning' is not a word that you could possibly attach to a brainless, blond oaf like that! And yet he must be cunning, truly, in order to have defeated
"How long did you say you were going to be traveling with us again, Zangulus?" a peevish sounding female voice asked from the other side of the fire, eyes squinted in obvious annoyance.
I tore my eyes away from Gourry to give Li