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OK... so it's been over a month since I last posted a word count. In my own defense, this was the first time that I've had access to my ficcage and been able to sit up for more than 2 minutes without pain since almost three weeks ago. :-P Also, I think that once I get out of this sitting position, the pain will make itself known. That, however, is not the point! The point is that I was at my apartment long enough to get a fic or two onto a flash drive, I stole my mother's laptop, and I was able to sit up to use it! So, I ficced. ^_^ *cheers*

And now the word count...

Today's word count: 1,090
Total word count: 51,250

Yeah, I realize that's a little pathetic, but consider the pain it cost me to do it! And the fact that until today, I was completely stuck at the part where I had left myself! Bet it sounds more impressive now, huh? ^_~ Thought so. ^_^

Ecliptor couldn’t help but stare at the young woman practically dancing in place in front of him. She *looked* like his Princess. She *sounded* like his Princess. She certainly didn’t act like her, though. This gregarious, bouncy, almost air headed girl was _nothing_ like his Princess. It was beyond disturbing. Finally, he could take it no more. Reaching out a hand, he grabbed her by the upper arm and hauled her firmly back down behind the bush. She let out a rather undignified squawk, then quieted. Another truism -- his Princess would never had let that manhandling of her person go without a fight. At least she wouldn’t now that she was older. In truth, he almost missed the older times when she would follow his instructions without a quibble. It made her so much easier to protect…

He felt a tentative little finger tap his arm. Looking down, he found his Princess giving him a bright, innocent smile. The sight was almost enough to make him want to gouge out his own eyes. He growled, "Yes, Yellow Ranger?"

A smirk for the slight jump she made at the noise before responding, "Well… I just thought that since we have almost an hour before they all show up, we could maybe find a way to pass the time?"

Ecliptor sighed as he raised a hand to rub at his forehead, "You are truly incapable of sitting here and waiting in patient silence, aren't you?"

The young woman offered him a sheepish grin, "Well… I could *try*…"

Shaking his head, Ecliptor settled himself into a more comfortable posture. He delivered his next line accompanied by a wry grin, "And if you mean it as well as the lady who normally wears that form did when she was young enough to utter that phrase, then the answer should more accurately be, 'No,' should it not?"

At least the girl had the decency to blush -- no matter how wrong it looked on his Princess' face. She shrugged, "I've never dealt well with uncomfortable silences."

Finally giving in to the inevitable, Ecliptor said, "No... I can see that. Well, then, Yellow Ranger, how shall we pass the time if not in quiet contemplation?"

He should have expected her response to be what it was -- she wanted to talk. He shook his head in disbelief, "And of what shall we converse? We share no common interests and the topics upon which I would most like to hear you expound, you would no doubt prove very close-mouthed... and vice versa. That will make this a very brief, unfulfilling talk."

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I just love Ecliptor... don't you? ^_^

Date: 2009-12-17 01:04 pm (UTC)
ext_2998: Skull and stupid bones (Default)
From: [identity profile] verstehen.livejournal.com
I hate you for teasing me with large word counts and short snippets! it makes waiting that much harder! <3

Date: 2009-12-17 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rchan.livejournal.com
*sheepish grin* Aww... You know you love it. ^_^ Really, though -- I'm just about done with this monster, I think. ^_^ There's going to end up being a fourth fic, but this one feels like it's coming to a natural stopping point. So... now that I'm able to sit again, hopefully it won't be much longer? *impish grin* *ducks flying coconuts*

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