mycursedface | (no subject)

One day, Medusa (who has entirely forgotten about being told what Valentine's Day is, and that a Certain Someone Forgot) finally decides that Lucifer Needs To Get Out More, and goes to Milliways to kidnap him.

Sam is very much not adverse to this kidnapping, possibly because Medusa is wearing a very pretty bodice.

Beyond Milliways' front door is an open area as would grace any farm; chickens in their house, a couple of goats stoped from their quest to eat the vegatables by a cunning wall, a shed and the peach-coloured wall of Medusa's own garden. There is another low building, too low to be anything but built partly under ground.

It's late afternoon, and actually fairly cool - autumn does that, even in North Africa.

And while she would give him a grand tour of the outside, she does have things cooking in the kitchen, so she leads him down some steps and around the corner. The kitchen is a large cavern, doubling as their main living space, and it is back up against the bathhouse. No sense in wasting heat, after all.

There is a large table in the middle, a working table, and it's a working kitchen for three people who love food and eat a lot.

"Welcome to my home."

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mycursedface

"But on the plus side....I can fly."

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necessary_child

He laughs a little. "Yep. Lucky little monster."

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mycursedface

There is no smug here.

Okay, there is.

"I am. Want to see my treasure?"

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necessary_child

There would never be smug!

Except for when there is.

Sam grins. "Always."

Shiiiiiiny.

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mycursedface

Medusa beams at him, and leads him out of the cavern. Down the tunnel, turn a corner and she picks up an oil-lamp. Down some steps, and there. The oil-lamp isn't perfect, but there is enough light to see that there is a lot of treasure - chests, coins, fabric, gold and silver and other metals. Just hints of it, of course, but the Gorgons have been collecting an awfully long time.

"If you want to see better, um...can you conjure up enough light?"

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necessary_child

"I can see pretty well."

But nonetheless he conjures up some dancing lights, because after all Medusa likes them.

"Very shiny," he says approvingly. "You've been really thorough."

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mycursedface

"They are shiny."

Which says more about Gorgon mentality than it should.

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necessary_child

Sam grins at her, sending the lights to twirl around her head. "I know."

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mycursedface

"And they sound pretty."

That was actually an attempt to regain her dignity, which is under siege by Devil, Gold, and Sparkly Dancing Lights.

Needless to say that it is an abject failure.

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necessary_child

"Oh?" Sam ducks his head, kissing just under Medusa's ear.

"What do they sound like to you?"

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mycursedface

"Music," she answers after a moment. "Metal has its own notes, each different. Same with pottery and glass."

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necessary_child

"Ohh." Kiss kiss kiss.

"Thought you meant the magic."

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mycursedface

"That has its music, too."

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necessary_child

"Mmm, I know. Most other people don't, though."

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mycursedface

"They don't see magic," she says, with a soft, wry smile.

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necessary_child

"Even when they do, though. They can only see it."

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mycursedface

She tilts her head.

"Really? I suppose that makes sense, as humans rely on sight all the time, but..." She shakes her head. "It has smell and taste and sound and everything else."

Edited Date: 2008-12-10 10:39 pm (UTC)

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necessary_child

"Mmm, I know. What do they sound like to you?"

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mycursedface

"Depends on the magic. These," she reaches up to the colour lights, "are like bells. Clear, light little bells."

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necessary_child

Sam grins.

"I know."

He kisses her again. "Love you."

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mycursedface

"I know," she says softly, kissing him back.

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necessary_child

Mmmm, Medakissing. This is definitely Sam's favourite kind.

Which is why the only reason he pulls away - when he eventually pulls away - is to grin at her, bright and happy.