Quicksilver's Quill Offers
Blue Eyes... Beautiful Blue- Hey Wait!!! I Used That Title
Already.... Let's Call This Fic "The Stand In"
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Disclaimers: WHOA! QS is actually writing out a disclaimer! The
people below either are from Sailor Moon, or belong to themselves.
Author's Notes: This is odd, even for me- and in poor taste!! So I
lied- it's not his profile....
The fanfic writer smiled, an almost serene look on her pale
face. If anyone had been close enough to actually see her, though,
they would have noticed a slightly manic look in her eye. Only one
man was anywhere near her, and from the harried look on his face, he
wished he was somewhere -anywhere- else.
Quicksilver's smile turning into a puckish grin. "Almost
ready?" she called, standing outside of the dressing room.
"I am SO not doing this," the man called back over the
partition.
"You HAVE to, Saffir-chan!" Quicksilver whined back.
"NO, NO and NO! What part of 'no' don't you understand?"
Saffir yelled.
"The part where you said 'no'. Come ON, Saffir-chan! No
one else can do this!"
"Don't call me Saffir-chan," he grumbled. "I can't get
into this stupid thing."
"Need help?" Quicksilver asked eagerly, only to be hit over
the head by Rayon de Lune, who made a brief appearence and vanished
just as quickly, muttering something about hentai Esmeraude look-
alikes. "Itai!" Quicksilver exclaimed. Then she frowned. "I'm
speaking in Japanese- I guess I've been watching too many fan subs
again."
"I've figured it out," Saffir said, leaning against the door
to keep his most rabid fan from plowing in to aid him.
"I knew you would!!! You're not a genius for nothing, after
all!" She tried to throw the door open, but the smart villain had
locked it from the inside. "Let me in! I want to see what you
look like!"
"You already know," Saffir snapped back.
"Please?" Quicksilver begged. "I'll destroy those negatives
of you and-"
"You really should be nicer to him," Lazuli interupted,
looking up from the manga she was reading. The other girl wandered
off, and Quicksilver was left wondering how Laz-chan had managed to
find her way into this fic.
"I AM nice to you, ne, Saffir-chan?" Quicksilver said.
"Come on OUT!"
"Fine," he grumbled, stepping out the dressing room.
"Wai Wai Wai! You look so CUTE!" She said, glombing onto his
waist tightly, refusing to let go.
Saffir was dressed in a tuxedo, top-hat, and held a mask in
his hand. In short, he looked like Tuxedo Kamen with blue hair and
a funny moon painted on his forehead. A disgusted frown marred his
features. "I don't see why I have to do this. I don't look I
think like Tuxedo Kamen."
Another SMRFF member popped up to voice her agreement. "I
agree! Mamoru is MUCH hotter!" chirped a cheery Sailor Sherry.
Wrong thing to say. Anyone who knew the somewhat infamous
QS knew she had a terrible crush on Saffir, and would defend him.
Out of hammerspace, she produce a large mallet (a la Akane Tendo) and
swung it hard enough to boot Sailor Sherry into the next fanfic.
Quicksilver was immediately sorry, and realized that she might have
just gone a little too far this time. Sweat drops appeared on her
forehead. "Dammit- she'll be mad at me, and that means I'll have to
do this whole archive business myself!" Then she paused, looking at
the somewhat irritated man beside her. "Never mind her, Saffir-
chan. I think I've already explained this to you numerous times.
The REAL Mamoru was overbooked for Mamoday celebrations, so I have to
make due with you- not that that is a hardship. Something's
missing, though...."
"The cape, definitely the cape," Lelu said, and Quicksilver
wondered how the girl wound up here- after all, they had never really
talked....
"Cape?" Saffir asked nervously.
"Yes!!! She's right!" Quicksilver thanked Lelu, and
watched the girl dart off to go listen to some romantic music. "You
need a cape! Now where to get you one.... hey Meredith!"
Meredith looked somewhat surprised to be included all of the
sudden. "Yes?" she asked warily. Since she occassionally met QS to
exchange Fish-Eye, she had learned enough to be wary of the green-
haired girl.
"Is Demando around? Could Saffir borrow his cape? I
mean, I know it's the wrong color, but we could dye it..."
Quicksilver trailed off, noticing the "you had better be kidding"
look on the EMS's face, "... or not."
"Try the 'or not'," Meredith said, her eyes widening.
"Kuso!! My mother-in-law is coming- Demando, HIDE ME!" Quicker
then the eye could follow, she had vanished.
"My, people do come and go quickly around here," Quicksilver
said, catching a hold of Saffir's arm as he tried to sneak away.
Blue Eyes... Beautiful Blue- Hey Wait!!! I Used That Title
Already.... Let's Call This Fic "The Stand In"
[email protected]
Disclaimers: WHOA! QS is actually writing out a disclaimer! The
people below either are from Sailor Moon, or belong to themselves.
Author's Notes: This is odd, even for me- and in poor taste!! So I
lied- it's not his profile....
The fanfic writer smiled, an almost serene look on her pale
face. If anyone had been close enough to actually see her, though,
they would have noticed a slightly manic look in her eye. Only one
man was anywhere near her, and from the harried look on his face, he
wished he was somewhere -anywhere- else.
Quicksilver's smile turning into a puckish grin. "Almost
ready?" she called, standing outside of the dressing room.
"I am SO not doing this," the man called back over the
partition.
"You HAVE to, Saffir-chan!" Quicksilver whined back.
"NO, NO and NO! What part of 'no' don't you understand?"
Saffir yelled.
"The part where you said 'no'. Come ON, Saffir-chan! No
one else can do this!"
"Don't call me Saffir-chan," he grumbled. "I can't get
into this stupid thing."
"Need help?" Quicksilver asked eagerly, only to be hit over
the head by Rayon de Lune, who made a brief appearence and vanished
just as quickly, muttering something about hentai Esmeraude look-
alikes. "Itai!" Quicksilver exclaimed. Then she frowned. "I'm
speaking in Japanese- I guess I've been watching too many fan subs
again."
"I've figured it out," Saffir said, leaning against the door
to keep his most rabid fan from plowing in to aid him.
"I knew you would!!! You're not a genius for nothing, after
all!" She tried to throw the door open, but the smart villain had
locked it from the inside. "Let me in! I want to see what you
look like!"
"You already know," Saffir snapped back.
"Please?" Quicksilver begged. "I'll destroy those negatives
of you and-"
"You really should be nicer to him," Lazuli interupted,
looking up from the manga she was reading. The other girl wandered
off, and Quicksilver was left wondering how Laz-chan had managed to
find her way into this fic.
"I AM nice to you, ne, Saffir-chan?" Quicksilver said.
"Come on OUT!"
"Fine," he grumbled, stepping out the dressing room.
"Wai Wai Wai! You look so CUTE!" She said, glombing onto his
waist tightly, refusing to let go.
Saffir was dressed in a tuxedo, top-hat, and held a mask in
his hand. In short, he looked like Tuxedo Kamen with blue hair and
a funny moon painted on his forehead. A disgusted frown marred his
features. "I don't see why I have to do this. I don't look I
think like Tuxedo Kamen."
Another SMRFF member popped up to voice her agreement. "I
agree! Mamoru is MUCH hotter!" chirped a cheery Sailor Sherry.
Wrong thing to say. Anyone who knew the somewhat infamous
QS knew she had a terrible crush on Saffir, and would defend him.
Out of hammerspace, she produce a large mallet (a la Akane Tendo) and
swung it hard enough to boot Sailor Sherry into the next fanfic.
Quicksilver was immediately sorry, and realized that she might have
just gone a little too far this time. Sweat drops appeared on her
forehead. "Dammit- she'll be mad at me, and that means I'll have to
do this whole archive business myself!" Then she paused, looking at
the somewhat irritated man beside her. "Never mind her, Saffir-
chan. I think I've already explained this to you numerous times.
The REAL Mamoru was overbooked for Mamoday celebrations, so I have to
make due with you- not that that is a hardship. Something's
missing, though...."
"The cape, definitely the cape," Lelu said, and Quicksilver
wondered how the girl wound up here- after all, they had never really
talked....
"Cape?" Saffir asked nervously.
"Yes!!! She's right!" Quicksilver thanked Lelu, and
watched the girl dart off to go listen to some romantic music. "You
need a cape! Now where to get you one.... hey Meredith!"
Meredith looked somewhat surprised to be included all of the
sudden. "Yes?" she asked warily. Since she occassionally met QS to
exchange Fish-Eye, she had learned enough to be wary of the green-
haired girl.
"Is Demando around? Could Saffir borrow his cape? I
mean, I know it's the wrong color, but we could dye it..."
Quicksilver trailed off, noticing the "you had better be kidding"
look on the EMS's face, "... or not."
"Try the 'or not'," Meredith said, her eyes widening.
"Kuso!! My mother-in-law is coming- Demando, HIDE ME!" Quicker
then the eye could follow, she had vanished.
"My, people do come and go quickly around here," Quicksilver
said, catching a hold of Saffir's arm as he tried to sneak away.