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All, some, take your pick, just figured I'd throw a bunch out there and see what took.

Brooke/Sam (Popular) - defending

Brittany/Santana - Life (the boardgame)

Dianna/Lea - cowgirl

Inara/Kaylee - learning

Jo/Blair - favor

Veronica/Meg - dance

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You had me at 'cowgirl'...

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Yeah, those outfits made everyone very yummy. Yee-ha!

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No Cara/Kahlan...?

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I do see the slashiness when I watch the show, but I'm all about book canon, so I don't read that ship.

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Yes! *waves frantically* Please.

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Oh wait, I forgot the prompt. I'm horrible with those, let's see...hunting. Does that qualify as a prompt?

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Hunting can be your prompt if that is what you want your prompt to be ;)

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Then so be it. ;)

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Something’s not right. That much is clear. Kahlan hasn’t been herself since the Wizard’s spell went wrong and left her behind. She seems to feel more than usual. Which is an achievement in itself. It is tiring to watch her. Cara needs a break from it. She stands up.

“I’m going hunting. We need meat.”

Kahlan stands too.

“I’ll come with you.”

Cara looks at her in confusion and sees that Richard is doing the same.

“Kahlan...you never go hunting with Cara,” he says, slowly.

Kahlan’s brow creases slightly, right above her nose.

“But I should. It’s not fair that Cara does all the hard work.”

“I hunt alone,” Cara says, thoroughly unwilling to be left by herself with Kahlan while she is...as she is.

“Not today,” Kahlan says, smiling brightly and linking her arm with Cara’s.

Richard gasps slightly as Cara looks down at their joined arms. Cara hides a smirk, he probably thinks she’s going to cut Kahlan’s arm off at the shoulder. Six months ago, perhaps. Now she settles for fixing Kahlan with a withering glare. A glare that has been known to make even the toughest Mord’Sith weep and beg for mercy. Kahlan just smiles at her.

“Oh Cara, for someone who claims not to have feelings, you really do have the most expressive face,” Kahlan observes, before reaching out and tweaking Cara’s nose. “I think it’s sweet.”

Cara’s sure that Richard is about to faint. She’s feeling slightly woozy herself. Which is the only excuse for the next words out of her mouth.

“Fine, let’s go.”

And she starts walking, Kahlan still clinging happily to her arm. Kahlan talks as they walk but Cara isn’t really listening. She’s concentrating on not being affected by Kahlan’s touch, or Kahlan’s voice, or Kahlan’s hair. She definitely does not have any feelings about any of these things. None. Whatsoever.

She’s jolted out of her musings when Kahlan comes to an abrupt halt, which means that Cara does too, on account of their linked arms.

“Are you going to answer my question?” Kahlan demands.

Cara tries to think back but cannot even begin to guess what Kahlan is talking about. But she cannot admit this and therefore must come up with some answer that will placate Kahlan. She decides to take a chance.

“I was just giving the question the due consideration it deserves. But my answer is...yes.”

Kahlan’s eyes light up in a way that terrifies Cara. She doesn’t have long to think about it because Kahlan is suddenly in her arms and is kissing her. Quite thoroughly. Cara briefly thinks she should perhaps pull away from the kiss. She is, after all, sworn to serve Lord Rahl. She’s almost certain that kissing his true love does not count as servitude. But, as Kahlan’s tongue seeks entry to her mouth, all thoughts of Richard are banished and Cara surrenders completely to the sensation of kissing the Mother Confessor.

Just as she thinks she might die from the feeling, and from lack of air, Kahlan pulls away, panting and bright eyed, grinning widely at Cara.

“Oh, Cara, I’m so glad you love me too!” she says, placing her hands on either side of Cara’s face.

Cara’s eyes go wide and she gasps. That was Kahlan’s question? Cara makes a mental note to listen more carefully in future.

“Well...I certainly li-“ she starts, but Kahlan is not listening.

“Of course, Richard will be devastated. But I’m sure he’ll come round to the idea sooner or later. And I do believe that Zedd already suspects something, because you, my dear, are not at all subtle in the way you look at me.”

Cara’s mouth falls open but Kahlan is already changing the subject.

“You know...I don’t have my powers...meaning that I can’t confess you during...well, I mean...if we were to...be intimate,” she says, a slight blush colouring her pale cheeks. She looks up at Cara through her lashes. “Would you like to be intimate with me, Cara?”

Cara thinks she feels something inside her head explode. But her vocal chords appear to still be working because she can hear her own voice, far away.

“My answer is...yes.”

Kahlan’s smile grows even wider and Cara’s last conscious thought before Kahlan pounces on her is that they’ll need to come up with some sort of excuse for returning with no meat after such a long hunting trip.

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ralst.livejournal.com

lol that was fun. I think Kahlan needs to be spelled more often.

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I agree. I loved both versions of 'Torn' Kahlan.

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Ah Cara and Kahlan are love - even if it's not real Kahlan but it's all good cause this Kahlan gets to have sexy times!

I adore the idea of Cara not paying enough attention and accidentally making a confession of love but then giving a definite commitment to sex ;)

She is, after all, sworn to serve Lord Rahl. She’s almost certain that kissing his true love does not count as servitude. I love this bit - I think it's the fact that Cara is 'almost certain' ;)

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even if it's not real Kahlan - No. But it is the Kahlan who was willing to have a threesome with Richard and Cara. And that's canon.

I think it's the fact that Cara is 'almost certain' ;) - Zedd probably has a Wizard's Rule about it. But Cara doesn't listen to him either.

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“Would you like to be intimate with me, Cara?”

HEARTS ASPLODED FROM MY EYES.

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I think that probably happened to Cara too. Though she'll deny it later.

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lol, love this! I imagined it would be the confessor side who's lusting after Cara but this totally works too.

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Both Kahlans would be lusting after Cara. Naturally.

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OMG I totally missed this, I'm sorry! Kahlan's so right about Cara's facial expressions, and it amuses me how Cara can't even admit she wasn't listening. Loved it, thanks!

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Lol!

Loves me some Cara/Kahlan! Richard can just, like, go build a tree house or something.

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Lea finds her in the dance studio, alone, practising. She watches through the window in the door for a little while before pushing it open and signalling her presence. Dianna turns quickly to see who's there. When she sees who it is, a sheepish smile creeps over her lips.

"Lookin' mighty fine there, Miss D," Lea drawls, her eyes dragging over Dianna's outfit as she slowly circles her.

"Lea...I'm practising. I'm gonna have to get on a stage with Kristin Chenoweth in a little while and do this and I cannot get my foot slaps in the right places."

Lea moves in snatches Dianna's hat off, placing it on her own head.

"You're a Southern gal, it'll all come naturally to you when it counts, baby," she says, hooking her fingers through Dianna's belt loops and tugging her closer before letting her hands roam and settle on Dianna's denim clad ass.

"Lea..." Dianna whines, but she's already bending down, angling her head to accommodate the hat and her next words are whispered against Lea's lips. "I need to pract-"

Then Lea's hand is between her legs, the seam of her jeans pressing against her in a way that makes her forget any protests she may have been about to make. Her head tips back and she sucks a breath in through her teeth.

"Saddle up, cowgirl," Lea murmurs against her neck. "We're about to go for a ride."

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Yee-ha! :D

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I love that someone can have you at cowgirl and I also love that this got fairly dirty fairly quickly.

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