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[Nov. 19, 2008][Original] Who do you love?
Title: Who do you love?
Day/Theme: Nov. 19, 2008 "villains in love (ulterior motives at cross-purposes)"
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: Jin/Madonna, Saraki
Rating: PG
"Jin, what's on your mind?" Madonna asked her employer and sometimes lover. He gazed past her into the distance, his eyes empty and distant. She frowned. ...She obviously wasn't on his mind. He'd pay for that. "What are you thinking about, Jin?" she repeated harshly, digging her long nails into his arm.
"Yeow!" he yelped and was almost immediately embarrassed by the reaction. How...awkward, being caught looking and sounding so uncomfortable.
Madonna looked him in the eye, staring fiercely as though her gaze could pierce his core. It was a futile glare. Jin wouldn't wilt under that sort of look. He'd lived through far worse. "What are you thinking about?" she asked one last time. If he didn't answer this time, she'd knock his teeth out, employer, lover, or whatever!
"Prince Saraki," he muttered.
"Saraki? Now? While you're here with me?" She pushed his arms away from her and got to her feet. She knew that she was rarely the first thing in his thoughts, but couldn't he honestly stop the politics for one hour of one day and only think about her? About them?
"I- I can't do this, Madonna," he shrugged and waved his arms as though he were pushing her away, though she was already out of his reach. "I can't love you. It's too distracting. I have to stay focused on Saraki and his claim to the throne."
"Loving me is distracting?!" She did her utmost to keep from shrieking or picking up her large, feathered fan and throwing it across the room at his head. It was bloated enough with pride to make an easy target. "It sounds like Prince Saraki is the one that's distracting! Why not stop thinking about him instead?!! Jin, I just don't get you these days! What's so great about Saraki? Isn't it about time you moved on? Let's leave this place and go to another country. You can meddle in someone else's government or something!"
"I can't," he refused equally quietly. However, it was not a struggled for Jin like it was for his companion. He seemed drained and somber.
"Stupid plots, stupid plans," Madonna scowled. She picked up her fan from the bed and left the room.
Day/Theme: Nov. 19, 2008 "villains in love (ulterior motives at cross-purposes)"
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: Jin/Madonna, Saraki
Rating: PG
"Jin, what's on your mind?" Madonna asked her employer and sometimes lover. He gazed past her into the distance, his eyes empty and distant. She frowned. ...She obviously wasn't on his mind. He'd pay for that. "What are you thinking about, Jin?" she repeated harshly, digging her long nails into his arm.
"Yeow!" he yelped and was almost immediately embarrassed by the reaction. How...awkward, being caught looking and sounding so uncomfortable.
Madonna looked him in the eye, staring fiercely as though her gaze could pierce his core. It was a futile glare. Jin wouldn't wilt under that sort of look. He'd lived through far worse. "What are you thinking about?" she asked one last time. If he didn't answer this time, she'd knock his teeth out, employer, lover, or whatever!
"Prince Saraki," he muttered.
"Saraki? Now? While you're here with me?" She pushed his arms away from her and got to her feet. She knew that she was rarely the first thing in his thoughts, but couldn't he honestly stop the politics for one hour of one day and only think about her? About them?
"I- I can't do this, Madonna," he shrugged and waved his arms as though he were pushing her away, though she was already out of his reach. "I can't love you. It's too distracting. I have to stay focused on Saraki and his claim to the throne."
"Loving me is distracting?!" She did her utmost to keep from shrieking or picking up her large, feathered fan and throwing it across the room at his head. It was bloated enough with pride to make an easy target. "It sounds like Prince Saraki is the one that's distracting! Why not stop thinking about him instead?!! Jin, I just don't get you these days! What's so great about Saraki? Isn't it about time you moved on? Let's leave this place and go to another country. You can meddle in someone else's government or something!"
"I can't," he refused equally quietly. However, it was not a struggled for Jin like it was for his companion. He seemed drained and somber.
"Stupid plots, stupid plans," Madonna scowled. She picked up her fan from the bed and left the room.