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northwind_gale) wrote2009-10-13 04:50 pm
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[02] Skies Overhead
Title: Skies Overhead
Character/Pairing/Group: Kiryuu/Yuusei/Jack/Crow
Prompt: #2: Clear
Rating: K
Genre: Friendship, Introspection
Pairing: Kiryuu/Yuusei/Jack/Crow friendship
Summary: The skies were wide open, and fresh for the taking...
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5ds_100. Enjoy!
Kiryuu wondered what color the sky really was.
In Satellite, the skies were always covered with a thick coating of smog, so that only barest traces of sunlight could get through. Everything was dulled by the glow, giving everything a musty, decrepit feel. It wasn't the quaintest thing to look at, but, being in Satellite meant that you took what you could get.
However, there were times that the smog cleared, and Kiryuu could catch a glimpse of the crystalline brilliance shining through.
Sometimes the sky was a bright, violent red, with shades upon shades of orange and pink. The bright colors were overwhelming, and stood out against the musty shades of smog, even shining through the thick layers at spots where the light was especially strong and turning the smog a pale red. Those times made Kiryuu think of Crow, with his childlike exuberance and joy. He was always the one who burst into things, and even through his rare moments of open depression, he'd soon shine back to his normal self. The team just wouldn't be the same without his outright, blatant eagerness to fulfill their dream.
Sometimes the sky was a deep purple, just after the sun set and just before the sky would turn dark. It was a dignified color, and it had the effect that made the other colors around it seem wild and untamed before this one. This one reminded him of Jack, with his dignified presence. Kiryuu had to admit, the first time he had met him, he thought Jack had been shipped from the city, what with his attitude. He regretted thinking that now. No matter how different Jack acted from the rest of them, he was one of them, a Satellite through and through. He had proved his loyalty time and time again.
Sometimes the sky was a shade of blue. The colors ranged, from a bright joyful color to a deep serene shade that was almost black, but blue was there, nonetheless. It was a steady presence, a base. It was this color that reminded him of Yuusei, the quiet presence in the back of the group. He was silent enough that one could almost forget he was there, and yet always feel his presence; just as one doesn't always recognize blatantly that the sky is blue, but are aware of its shade nonetheless. His being there was a silent reminder that they would always be around for the others to lean on.
Most of the time, however, the color Kiryuu saw when the smog parted was a shade of black, deeper and darker than anything else he knew. Dark enough that if one was lost in it, Kiryuu was sure they wouldn't be able to see anything. It was the shade of the unknown. The future.
Kiryuu would see his memories projected onto the blackness like a screen, envisioning how that mission went today, what they did right, what could be worked on. More often, he would see the future etched in the skies.
A future when Team Satisfaction would conquer all under that wide carpet.
And then, they would together reach for that sky. Reach it, and clear it forever of all that tainted it.
The skies were wide open, and fresh for the taking...
Character/Pairing/Group: Kiryuu/Yuusei/Jack/Crow
Prompt: #2: Clear
Rating: K
Genre: Friendship, Introspection
Pairing: Kiryuu/Yuusei/Jack/Crow friendship
Summary: The skies were wide open, and fresh for the taking...
Notes: for
5ds_100. Enjoy!Skies Overhead
Kiryuu wondered what color the sky really was.
In Satellite, the skies were always covered with a thick coating of smog, so that only barest traces of sunlight could get through. Everything was dulled by the glow, giving everything a musty, decrepit feel. It wasn't the quaintest thing to look at, but, being in Satellite meant that you took what you could get.
However, there were times that the smog cleared, and Kiryuu could catch a glimpse of the crystalline brilliance shining through.
Sometimes the sky was a bright, violent red, with shades upon shades of orange and pink. The bright colors were overwhelming, and stood out against the musty shades of smog, even shining through the thick layers at spots where the light was especially strong and turning the smog a pale red. Those times made Kiryuu think of Crow, with his childlike exuberance and joy. He was always the one who burst into things, and even through his rare moments of open depression, he'd soon shine back to his normal self. The team just wouldn't be the same without his outright, blatant eagerness to fulfill their dream.
Sometimes the sky was a deep purple, just after the sun set and just before the sky would turn dark. It was a dignified color, and it had the effect that made the other colors around it seem wild and untamed before this one. This one reminded him of Jack, with his dignified presence. Kiryuu had to admit, the first time he had met him, he thought Jack had been shipped from the city, what with his attitude. He regretted thinking that now. No matter how different Jack acted from the rest of them, he was one of them, a Satellite through and through. He had proved his loyalty time and time again.
Sometimes the sky was a shade of blue. The colors ranged, from a bright joyful color to a deep serene shade that was almost black, but blue was there, nonetheless. It was a steady presence, a base. It was this color that reminded him of Yuusei, the quiet presence in the back of the group. He was silent enough that one could almost forget he was there, and yet always feel his presence; just as one doesn't always recognize blatantly that the sky is blue, but are aware of its shade nonetheless. His being there was a silent reminder that they would always be around for the others to lean on.
Most of the time, however, the color Kiryuu saw when the smog parted was a shade of black, deeper and darker than anything else he knew. Dark enough that if one was lost in it, Kiryuu was sure they wouldn't be able to see anything. It was the shade of the unknown. The future.
Kiryuu would see his memories projected onto the blackness like a screen, envisioning how that mission went today, what they did right, what could be worked on. More often, he would see the future etched in the skies.
A future when Team Satisfaction would conquer all under that wide carpet.
And then, they would together reach for that sky. Reach it, and clear it forever of all that tainted it.
The skies were wide open, and fresh for the taking...