Disclaimer: won't say it, no way!
A Peek into Their Lives II.
by Narwe Silverflame
11. POUT
It
would sound impossible to an outsider who knows nothing about the
every day life of Athena's elite twelve Saints and has only ever
heard of their legendary power or their blazing golden Cosmo, it
would seem impossible to them that the one thing that could break
their resolve was a simple pout from a certain young, redhaired
apprentice.
12.
SNOWMAN
Far away
on the cold plains of Siberia a new day was slowly dawning, the sun
was sending its still weak rays bouncing off the pristine white snow,
illuminating Camus's room, consequently waking up its only occupant
who slowly rose, looked through the window with his eyes immediately
stopping on the inexpertly built snowman standing right next to his
window and the icy shields constructed around his heart melted just a
little.
13.
BEG
Life
sure was precious to some, a small thought swirled through the Cancer
Saint's head as he finished off his latest assignment, her final
scream still resounding through the valley, but to stoop so low as to
crawl on all four for just another moment of life, to beg
your enemy as a coward so that he would just let you walk, or drag
yourself in this case, away, that was unworthy of a human, he
acknowledged with a final flick of his fingers, and should be unheard
of for a Saint.
14.
PROJECTION
For a long
time he assumed that his sudden bursts of strength or
more-powerful-than-usual attacks were a gift from his dead brother, a
projection of his will on the mortal plane meant to help and protect
him; only later did he realize that its true source was himself and
his devotion to his goddess as well as his friends.
15. PRIDE
Living in
the Sanctuary alone gave you enough things to be proud of; the
acquaintance with various important (and potentially dangerous)
people, always knowing what was going on in the world, living close
to a divinity, yet the thing that the guardian of the Twelfth House
took most pride in was definitely his well-taken-care-of garden.
16. SPEED
The sight
of Camus running at an incredible speed towards the Pope's
Chambers, seeming almost as if he were trying to escape something,
seemed more than a little unusual to the Taurus Saint yet he
continued his way towards his House, finding out too late what a
grievous mistake he had made in wanting to pass through the Scorpio
Temple for Milo was singing again.
17. NAIL
All who
passed through the Capricorn's Temple that day remained unusually
quiet, the sight of Shura sullenly sucking on his left little finger
while holding a hammer in his right hand immediately putting them on
high guard, for a nail may be dangerous but an angry Excalibur
wielder was even more so.
18.
EGO-MANIAC
It wasn't
fair, these techniques shouldn't be so easy to master to anyone yet
he managed to manipulate and twist and release that enormous Cosmo of
his just right on his first try, that ego maniac, that blond, blue
eyes good-for-nothing, sitting there all day probably just sleeping…
how dare he... /pouts/
19. STONE
Ours is a
golden story of a dance between life and death, it speaks of gods and
mortals, of cruelty and sacrifice, madness and hope and of an
incredible power that in the end almost wasn't enough and we will
be the ones who will write it into stone with blood as our ink.
20. GIGGLE
It was
unnerving really, thought Saga with a small jump but quickly regained
his dignity, to see a girl who was usually so serious and composed
and carried such great burden of responsibility doing something as
human as giggling.
I must say that my favourite so far is the 13th. XD It's kind of morbid maybe but I can't help it!
Well, you know how it goes, R&R!