Ship: kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi Fandom: daiya no ace Major Tags: implied mind control, still somehow no direct mention of death or the undead Other Tags: none Original Work:link by princesssid, who granted blanket permission Word Count: 434
i thought about doing the "southern ancelstierre" version since ps said she wanted to see it but then i figured that might not count as a remix so much... i also didn't end up getting to touching on the mogget & kuramochi relationship too much but!!!!! i tried. i also got a bit confused about what ancelstierran technology would be at this point in the timeline but THIS IS FINE, it's an au, we can do what we want.
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the abhorsen arrives at the perimeter just as the mist starts rising, flanked on either side by deceptive beasts. on one side, there's a white cat, green eyes glinting in the gloom. on the other, a great black dog, sharp muzzled and amber eyed, hair standing up every which way, half disappearing in the the dusk. colonel yuki tetsuya doesn't blink because he's been on the perimeter more than long enough not to. he recognizes the bright shade of the abhorsen's hair, the mahogany bell handles hanging down from the bandolier across his chest and, more than anything else, he recognizes the purposeful stride of someone who knows what they're doing.
"colonel," the abhorsen says, once he's in range, inclining his head.
"abhorsen," tetsuya replies. he doesn't salute but the urge to do it is there.
"i still don't know what you expect me to do here," the cat says, and tetsuya does start at that but the abhorsen waves it aside.
"sorry about the delay," he says. "we ran into a bit of trouble."
tetsuya shakes his head. "no, thank you for coming." there's a chill creeping into the air, something sinister and dark. the abhorsen is looking around with a critical eye, examining the ancelstierran machinery in varioius stages of failure. army command keeps insisting that it must be poor maintenance and tetsuya's given up getting them to understand otherwise.
"i see," the abhorsen says, head tilted, clearly listening to something tetsuya can't hear. "i see we've got work to do. kuramochi?"
the black dog wags its tail before sitting back on its haunches and throwing its head back, letting out a long, low bay that tetsuya feels all the way down to his bones, locking his joints in place for a moment before the sound seems to push past him.
"that should hold for a bit. colonel, tell me, are your charter mages ready?" the abhorsen is looking at tetsuya expectantly and tetsuya nods, clearing his throat.
"yes," he says, turning to gesture at the group of their best charter mages, ragtag as the are.
"wonderful," the abhorsen says. "please have them go with kuramochi and mogget—" here the cat hisses, sullen, and the dog bares its teeth seeming almost to smile— "kuramochi will instruct them."
"i'd still rather go with you," the dog says, its voice somehow familiar to tetsuya's ears, at the same time the cat starts yowling about how ryousuke owes him fish dinner for a year.
"yes, yes," the abhorsen says waving them both off. "let's get started, please. we have a lot of work to do."
FILL: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi, T
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: implied mind control, still somehow no direct mention of death or the undead
Other Tags: none
Original Work: link by
Word Count: 434
i thought about doing the "southern ancelstierre" version since ps said she wanted to see it but then i figured that might not count as a remix so much... i also didn't end up getting to touching on the mogget & kuramochi relationship too much but!!!!! i tried. i also got a bit confused about what ancelstierran technology would be at this point in the timeline but THIS IS FINE, it's an au, we can do what we want.
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the abhorsen arrives at the perimeter just as the mist starts rising, flanked on either side by deceptive beasts. on one side, there's a white cat, green eyes glinting in the gloom. on the other, a great black dog, sharp muzzled and amber eyed, hair standing up every which way, half disappearing in the the dusk. colonel yuki tetsuya doesn't blink because he's been on the perimeter more than long enough not to. he recognizes the bright shade of the abhorsen's hair, the mahogany bell handles hanging down from the bandolier across his chest and, more than anything else, he recognizes the purposeful stride of someone who knows what they're doing.
"colonel," the abhorsen says, once he's in range, inclining his head.
"abhorsen," tetsuya replies. he doesn't salute but the urge to do it is there.
"i still don't know what you expect me to do here," the cat says, and tetsuya does start at that but the abhorsen waves it aside.
"sorry about the delay," he says. "we ran into a bit of trouble."
tetsuya shakes his head. "no, thank you for coming." there's a chill creeping into the air, something sinister and dark. the abhorsen is looking around with a critical eye, examining the ancelstierran machinery in varioius stages of failure. army command keeps insisting that it must be poor maintenance and tetsuya's given up getting them to understand otherwise.
"i see," the abhorsen says, head tilted, clearly listening to something tetsuya can't hear. "i see we've got work to do. kuramochi?"
the black dog wags its tail before sitting back on its haunches and throwing its head back, letting out a long, low bay that tetsuya feels all the way down to his bones, locking his joints in place for a moment before the sound seems to push past him.
"that should hold for a bit. colonel, tell me, are your charter mages ready?" the abhorsen is looking at tetsuya expectantly and tetsuya nods, clearing his throat.
"yes," he says, turning to gesture at the group of their best charter mages, ragtag as the are.
"wonderful," the abhorsen says. "please have them go with kuramochi and mogget—" here the cat hisses, sullen, and the dog bares its teeth seeming almost to smile— "kuramochi will instruct them."
"i'd still rather go with you," the dog says, its voice somehow familiar to tetsuya's ears, at the same time the cat starts yowling about how ryousuke owes him fish dinner for a year.
"yes, yes," the abhorsen says waving them both off. "let's get started, please. we have a lot of work to do."