April 24, 2010
Yay! Second fanfiction posting! And from what I can see, this is the first pure Guild fic on the site. Awesome. Hopefully I'll see more soon. Perhaps even before Season 4 starts up?
Btw, I put this as 'romance' because I totally ship Codex/Fawkes, but I realize the fic itself isn't fully romantic. More like a mention. But hey, I like it. Hope you do too!
Somewhere On The Spectrum
Yeah, she was awkward. But so were a lot of people. Nice people. People with straight hair and wavy hair and curly hair. All directions on the hair spectrum.
Would there actually be a hair spectrum? Or would it be more of a hair…
Why was she referring to hair? This was about her state of being. Sure, hair might have a lot to do with that for her, but what works, works.
She beat him didn't she?
Yep, she nailed that anarchist right in the kisser.
And ended up kissing him by the end of the night.
Funny how things turn out…
But being awkward was part of her charm. That's what her therapist had said. She had to maintain a balanced esteem level to move forward with her life.
Of course, she had lost her therapist in an unceremonious dumping by phone.
Forward not so much, but moving sideways was a distinct possibility.
She was supposed to set goals. She was supposed to cut down on gaming, create a normalized social life.
She hadn't succeeded on cutting back (except for that unintentional party… did that count?) but she did have a social life. Where she occasionally (more than previously) saw those personas in person.
It might not be normal, but what really was normal nowadays?
Probably not anything to do with her. Normal tends to stay far away from her camp. Most likely afraid of trolls.
And what did her therapist (former) know anyway? Her awkwardness was counteracted by her badass game play. That badass game play had gotten her a date.
And laid.
And waking up after said date with a kilt covering her… upper region…
And back came the awkward.