Twilight and Silence, I don't think they've had a conversation, either. The writers need to get on that. At any rate, I just need to find a Cristina time frame, that I've got written out in my mind for. That was an awkward sentence.
Anyway. On the fanfic100 challenge, the last 5 are prompts of the writer's choice, which I then continued in the vein of the already given prompts. You'll see how, once I've got all five up. I've made myself a Specialist Addison drabble, though it doesn't have to be specialist. I'm not too sure if attendings have desk. No, I'm lying, I know they do. Well, it fits better as New York Attending Addison. So pretend it's that.
Writer's Choice: Rock
She doesn't have paperweights on her desk. She has a cumbersome, awkwardly placed rock that weighs down her paperwork with a morbid finality.
She used to have a spike, but Derek almost impaled his hand on it a few years ago, and out it went.
It's a garish, grey and red monstrosity, the kind that Herot would be made of.
She only keeps it around so she can pick it up threateningly and take aim at someone's head.
Reference: This one's awkward; Herot is the mead hall in Beowulf, and absolutely NOTHING could tear it down, except fire, like...ten thousand years after it was built. I just have to justify studying the thing in AP Language.