Lightning-Dono: I finished the fourth book last week, so I decided to write this. This is a collection offairly short one-shots based on the pairings of the Pendragon series. It will include:
-Bobby x Loor
-Bobby x Courtney
-Mark x Courtney
-Bobby x Aja
And more if I can come up with more. Enjoy!
Just Feel My Heart
Just Like Iron
By: Lightning-Dono
Status: On-going
Pairing: Bobby x Loor
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She was incapable of showing emotion. Nearly everything she executed was near robotic – she knew she had to complete the task, so she did. There was no human nature involved in what she did, and while her actions did not compute to be perfect, it was good enough for her. She fought because she knew it was her one special skill that she had to protect, an art that many would not accept as a talent. To them, she was simply another violent woman in the heart of Zadaa who never failed to raise a weapon towards those who opposed her. Her face contained no expression, and her neck was stiff from holding it so high. But she still felt nothing for those around her. She was the disciple of ice, the mascot of discipline.
Until he came into her life.
Bobby was a teenager of reason, too young to be bearing such a heavy-weight responsibility, but old enough to understand that there were only so many Travelers out there. If he was made the leader of the bunch, then so be it. He accepted the position, not on steady feet, but with a level headedness that only few could achieve upon receiving such a large whirlwind of unexpected information. Then again, when being a Traveler was your trade, you could never expect anything to be glaringly obvious.
With each word he spoke to her, his almond-shaped eyes glared into her soul, cutting it like shards of broken glass, allowing her to look outside her shell through the cracks that he made to see from his perspective. The outlook on the world that wasn't marred by toughness and untruth like hers was. As undeserving as she was, Loor knew she felt something for the naive young boy who had entered the adventure and left with a mind affected by what he had witnessed, and not afraid to show it.
She had seen his friends.
She had heard of his life, his modernized world that was a century beyond Zadaa.
But she wanted to have more of him. It pained her in the gut to have to fly through another treacherous ride in a flume. Loor dreaded going through with it, knowing that with every second she would be just another being in another simplified world and nothing to him. Showing it would be a weakness, though, so she refused to let any emotion come through that steel coating she had mentally painted over herself. Light never shone in, light never left.
I want to be with you so, Bobby Pendragon.
But I can't change because you already love who I am - just like iron.
