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[moonsheen]

Okay, remember that soulbonded dragons ficmeme that some of you insanely brilliant people threw around a couple of months ago? I'm... not ready for that one yet. BUT ALL THE SAME:

Name me a character/series/pairing and I will write a short fic in which they all have His Dark Material-style daemons.

Because we've ALL PLAYED THAT GAME. Don't lie. I totally saw the number of you that filled out the quiz on the Golden Compass site. For those of you who have NOT read the books, all you need to know about daemons is: "magical soulbound spirit animal".

Comments

[nekokoban]

Can I ask for Daisuke from Heat Guy J?

Because Daisuke would have an awesome one, I think. :(b

[hydr0phobia.livejournal.com]

UM THE MAN IN YOUR ICON PLZ

[farli.livejournal.com]

I was gonna ask for Odin Sphere THEN REALISED I HAD BETTER CHOICES

LeBlanc (and optional sidekicks) from FFX-2!

[ruffwriter.livejournal.com]

Hah, this should be interesting.

I want... um... Allen from D.Gray-man!

[incandescens]

(guiltily) Please make me happy and write either Nanao or Shunsui or Ukitake from Bleach with daemon/s.

Thank you.

[moonsheen.livejournal.com]

Ack. Unfortunately it's been ages since I've played FFX-2. Any others?

[sadieko.livejournal.com]

that soulbonded dragons ficmeme

I'm deeply saddened that I somehow missed this :(

For your meme: Full Metal Alchemist, specifically Edward and Roy.

[whitetenchi.livejournal.com]

Ichigo and Renji from Bleach? Maybe having an argument or something?

maybe! maybe the proxies don't have daemons!

[mekosuchinae.livejournal.com]

ERGO PROXY

ERGO PROXY

ERGO PROXY

DAEMONS YES I LOVE YOU MUUN

[aidosaur.livejournal.com]

OMIGOSH OMIGOSH

Because I've been on an AJ kick lately, Klavier and Ema. Banter banter banter banter banter, go!

[flyingteapot.livejournal.com]

I WOULD LIKE THIS ONE TOO.

[halcyonjazz.livejournal.com]

ODIN SPHERE.

Oswald is a freak for having his missing??? IT'D BE SEXY

[pocky_slash.livejournal.com]

Um, if you did SGA for me I would totally marry you. (Which I am basically like, two steps away from doing anyway, as I looked at the calendar this morning and was like, "OH SHIT. I haven't seen Alex in WEEKS!" OH CODEPENDENT RELATIONSHIPS. We should hang out soon. I'm going to a concert next Friday night [Ingrid Michaelson, Terminal 5, $20, GA, you should totally come if you're into that] and we should hang out before hand if you're free?)

[saturnoolaa.livejournal.com]

Edgeworth and Gumshoe! OLDSCHOOL, BABY.

[miss-arel.livejournal.com]

APOLLO JUSTICE! Especially, uh... case 2. WOCKY AND ALITA, YOU KNOW YOU WANNA

[farli.livejournal.com]

*fingersnap!* And here I almost thought I had you. Hmmm, lessee..

The Nobodies of KH2. Any of 'em. All of 'em. Your choice? XD

That, or just the KH Trio, with bonus points for the Mickey Mouse Club.

furries the lot o yas

[motorbike.livejournal.com]

SECONDED.

[aerie.livejournal.com]

I need to know all about Mr Darcy's magical soulbound spirit animal.

I had to think a lot on Ema's. Klavier's was a no brainer.

[moonsheen.livejournal.com]

“We’re at a dead end.” Ema managed, with great strength, not to drive her pen through the transcript of the latest witness account. Any defense team worth their salt was going to riddle it apart. Justice would take a machine gun to it. Ema’s badger daemon gnashed his teeth, the fur along his striped back standing up on end. Ema shoved a fistful of snackoos into her mouth and he quieted down. “Honestly? If this case goes to trial like this? All the glitter in the world won’t save you.”

When this garnered no reply, she threw the folder down. “Well. I’ve done my job. I’m going to sleep. It’s a biological process I’ve heard of. Sounds nice, doesn’t it?” She gathered Ignatius under her arm.

Her companion stared over his hands at the opposite wall. “Blume,” he muttered.

“Prosecutor Gavin?”

Klavier looked up at her, blinked, and snapped his smile on. “Apologies. What was that?”

“I’m going home,” said Ema, eyeing him strangely. “Anything else I should prepare for tomorrow’s performance?” Anything else that’ll no doubt make me look like an idiot? Ema added mentally. You do so enjoy it

Ignatius huffed impatiently. Her hand had gone tight in his coat.

Klavier smiled and shrugged, leaning back in his chair as though he didn’t have a trial in the morning. Gerda, weaving her way around his feet, was another story. The peahen shuffled strangely. No, check that, she shook. Her feathers all wrung out as she opened and closed her wings, casting nervous looks up at Klavier.

“I am thinking,” he said, not really answering Ema’s question. He scooped Gerda under an arm, placing his hand over her head to calm her. “He went to him for legal counsel.”

“Who did what now?”

“Kristoph,” said Klavier, whose daemon was trying her damnedest to crawl into his shirt. “The suspect went to him, I mean. It was some years ago and a favor. Very unimportant.”

Ema went cold. “Very unrelated?”

Klavier’s smile went colder. “With him? Very unlikely.”

Ema felt the breath go out of her. “I’ll call the warden,” she said, cursing as she set Ignatius back on the desk.

[moonsheen.livejournal.com]

In the clear air of Ragnanival, coughing on her last lungful of clammy underworld air, the burden was heavier than it ought to be.

Gwendolyn looked. There was Oswald, whom she leaned against a column, still as death, but breathing lightly. There was the ring, heavy and cold on her finger. Her spear, held across her hip. Then, the bedraggled wet thing tucked under her arm.

It looked like a rolled up rug, black and ragged, oddly warm against her bodice. It twitched, squirmed, and came alive in her arms, rotating just enough for Gwendolyn to make out a pair of wide, baffled eyes in its vague features. Belatedly, it seemed to decide to be a dog.

Gwendolyn realized what she held and gasped.

(“My father sold her… to the queen of the dead…”)

“Pamina?” she whispered.

“Oh…” said the daemon, hazily, ears bobbing. “Is that my name? Hm. Yes, yes. That sounds right. Thank you. I’d forgotten.”

[moonsheen.livejournal.com]

“Daisuke,” intoned J, his normal rumble slightly wondering. “What is a daemon?”

Daisuke opened his eyes. “Ack,” he said, levering up on his elbows. “That’s a doozy of a question.”

Right up there with ‘Where do babies come from?” Thankfully J had yet to ask that one.

“A ‘doozy’?”

“Let’s stay on daemons,” Daisuke decided, right then. “It’s kinda simple. For a start, that’s one.”

Casielle lay as a great orange ooze by the window. Her body somehow pooled to the exact proportions of her square of light. “That is also resting,” she purred, “Do your own work, Daisuke. It would be an interesting change of pace.”

“Right, right.” Daisuke cracked his shoulder and sat up with a yawn. “Kyoko would be better at this, though. Where is Kyoko?”

“Vacation time,” Casielle answered before J. “Company paid.”

“Huh. Do I get that?”

“No. Your brother says you take enough of it on the job.”

“Dang. Uh. Sorry, J. Where were we?”

“Daisuke is not authorized vacation time,” said J.

“Back to daemons,” said Daisuke.