Drabble request meme

[thrihyrne]

Taken from a goodly number of folks on my flist:

The first ELEVEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me in fandoms I'm familiar with. No need to repost at your own LJ; chances are you've already done it. Fandoms include: Tolkien, Harry Potter, Wraeththu, Swordspoint, The Persian Boy, and maculategiraffe's Slave Breakers 'verse. It might take me a few days to do them all and if this proves popular, maybe I'll do a few more. I won't be a stickler for exactly 100 words. They might be a bit more, depending on how creative you get. I'm all about procrastinating from what I should be doing. :P

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[thrihyrne.livejournal.com]

I love writing LotR gen! I'm actually going to post a drabble that was part of a series I started back in '05 and know I'll never finish, but it fits your request perfectly. Enjoy!

Title: Transition
Fandom: LotR
Pairing: Faramir/Éowyn
W/C: 234

Merry and Éowyn sat in comfortable silence. Éowyn's eyes were shut, and despite her sling, she managed to braid some long stalks of grass, inhaling the now-familiar pungent scent of Merry's tobacco. While their friendship had initially been founded on well-meaning mistruths, Merry seemed at last to have accepted the change from Dernhelm to Éowyn. What had needed to be said between the two of them had been spoken; they were now mostly beyond words. She sensed a sudden, subtle shift in his manner and her eyes flew open as she turned to look at the door to the gardens.

The Steward. Again.

Merry made as though to leave.

"Are you tired of my company?" she asked, vexed at the impending abrupt change in companions.

A guilty look crossed the hobbit's face as he stood. "No, just feeling a bit peckish."

Éowyn conjured a convincing scowl. "You're always peckish. Stay?" she pleaded.

Merry shook his head. "I'll be back in a little while."

Éowyn followed his path down the short walk. As Merry and the Steward exchanged muted words, she appraised the Man. His face was stern, but not unpleasant to look at. He carried himself as a soldier, though he was slighter than most of the folk of Rohan.

Moments later he approached her, and Éowyn could see the questions burning turbulently behind his calm gaze.

This silence was not so restful.

[febobe.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is PERFECT!!!! :D Thank you so very much - this is EXACTLY the sort of thing I hoped for!!!!

Éowyn conjured a convincing scowl. "You're always peckish. Stay?" she pleaded.

Oh, what a GREAT line - that one's my favorite!!!! :D TOO funny!!!!

This is absolutely wonderful, m'dear. . .so perfect. . .you never cease to amaze me. :) Thank you so very much!!!!

*GINORMOUS SNUGGLIETHANKIEBEAMS*

[thrihyrne.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you enjoyed!! I have such a fondness for thinking about how Merry and Eowyn's relationship changed once Merry had to reconcile Dernhelm to Eowyn.

(((hugs)))