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Drabbles: Cara/Kahlan iTunes meme
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn your music player on and turn it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble/ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it’s over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
This is my fifth time doing this one. (Previous attempts: Emma/Terri | Rachel/Quinn | Naomi/Emily | Veronica/Meg)
TITLE: Ten Cara/Kahlan drabbles
AUTHOR:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_girl_20
FANDOM: Legend of the Seeker
PAIRING: Cara/Kahlan
SUMMARY: Angst, fluff, AUs, modern things.
RATING: R-ish, maybe?
DISCLAIMER: Don't own 'em.
SPOILERS: All eps are fair game.
AUTHORS' NOTES: Yep, you guessed it, still no ideas.
Learning to fall ~ Martina McBride
Mord’Sith break people, it’s true. But they are also master builders. Once a girl is broken, she learns to build. She builds walls around herself, walls around her emotions, walls around her heart. If nothing can penetrate the walls, nothing can hurt like the breaking did. The walls are protection. The walls are strength. The walls are Mord’Sith.
Confessors can see through people. But not Mord’Sith. The walls are strong and thick. Confessors cannot see a Mord’Sith.
But Kahlan is not just a confessor and Cara is not just a Mord’Sith. Kahlan shows Cara that she can still feel, can still love, can still live. Kahlan shows Cara that she can let go. Kahlan tears down Cara’s defences with such ease that Cara wonders if they were paper thin all along.
And now they stand together on a pile of rubble that once was a wall.
---
Sweet Carolina Rain ~ Kane
They’ve been driving for days; roads and towns and whole states all blurred into one. But when they cross the state line into Carolina and the rain starts to fall, Cara grins and opens the window, letting the sweet smell of the wet earth hit her senses; it smells like home. She leans over and shakes Kahlan awake. She looks over at her in confusion and then out of the window, her grin soon matching Cara’s. Cara pulls off the highway and onto a country road. They pull in as soon as it’s safe and Cara gets out, tilting her face up into the rain for a moment before walking around and opening Kahlan’s door. Kahlan takes her hand and allows herself to be pulled out and pressed against the car. Cara slides her fingers into Kahlan’s hair and kisses her as the rain comes down harder.
---
Into the Groove ~ Madonna
It has been an objective of Kahlan’s since she and Cara first embarked upon their relationship; to get the Mord’Sith to dance with her. Kahlan loves to dance and always has. As a young confessor she had been closed off, afraid to express herself or to get too close to anyone for fear of losing control of her power. Dancing had always been a release for her and she wanted to share that with Cara.
She waits for her opportunity. It comes soon enough. People are always keen to throw parties and feasts for the Seeker and his companions. Kahlan makes sure that Cara’s wine goblet is kept full all evening. When people begin to dance, Kahlan doesn’t move straight away. Choosing instead to pick her moment. When it arrives, she grasps Cara’s hand and drags her to the floor. She turns to face her, hands on Cara’s hips and a pleading expression in place. Cara quirks an eyebrow and leans in close, already moving in time with the music, her hands sliding around Kahlan’s body.
“If you wanted to dance with me, Kahlan, all you had to do was ask.”
---
My Favorite Mistake ~ Sheryl Crow
She can see it in their eyes when she tells them; they think she’s making a mistake. Richard is gracious and Zedd grandfatherly about the whole thing. But she knows they’re both watching and waiting for something to go wrong. And things do go wrong. Cara leaves in the middle of the night, goes missing for hours at a time and comes back with a sheepish smile and a rabbit. She knows that this is new to Cara and she needs time to adjust, to move away from the habits of a lifetime. So she tries not to notice that sometimes Cara smells of someone else when she returns from her outings. She only hopes they will stop one day. If loving Cara is a mistake, then she’ll gladly make it.
---
Love Shine a Light ~ Katrina & the Waves (SHUT UP!)
Sometimes Cara is childlike in her curiosity about things she doesn’t quite understand yet. She once asked Kahlan how a person knows if they are in love. Kahlan had to think about it for a while, but eventually she told Cara that if you’re in love with somebody, the world gets a little lighter when you think about them, or see them, or touch them. Cara hadn’t been convinced in the slightest.
When Cara was hanging from the ceiling in Darken Rahl’s dungeon with an agiel in her side, she thought of Kahlan’s smiling face. And the world got a little lighter.
---
Wild World ~ Maxi Priest
The time has come for Cara to leave Aydindril for D’Hara. After much persuasion, it comes to pass that only Richard, Zedd and Kahlan see her to the gates. Richard and Kahlan had wanted an honour guard to accompany her and a fanfare and other such nonsense. It was bad enough with just the three of them.
The Wizard is the first to say goodbye. He steps forward and plants his large hands on her shoulders. “Take care, Cara. I hope you’ll come back to see us in my lifetime.” Cara rolls her eyes. “I’d better visit soon, then?” He shoves her, but it’s with a good-natured smile.
Richard takes his place and grasps her forearm in a warrior’s farewell. Cara can see he’s struggling with tears and she coughs and looks away, embarrassed that a Lord Rahl would show such weakness. Her momentary glance to the side is long enough for him to surprise her by pulling her into a hug. “Goodbye, my friend.” His voice is rough and it makes her own throat ache with some foreign pain. She wonders if she’s about to come down with a cold. She pats his back, finding that she’s holding him tighter than she intended to. He steps back after a while and nods once, before turning and wiping his face. He and Zedd walk away a little distance as Kahlan steps forward.
Cara steels herself before looking up into blue eyes she knows will be wet with tears; Kahlan has been crying intermittently for days now. Cara tries to smile in the vain hope that Kahlan will do likewise. It’s to no avail. Tears are dripping from Kahlan’s chin and Cara’s hand moves of its own accord to wipe them away, leaving her fingers cupped around Kahlan’s jaw. “Don’t cry,” she begs in a whisper. “Don’t leave,” is Kahlan’s response.
---
Ring of Fire ~ Johnny Cash
They all saw her fall into the fiery pit. She went down fighting, of course, and she took a baneling with her. Richard and Zedd’s shouts were drowned out by Kahlan’s wail. They both turned just in time to see her eyes go black, rimmed with red. The banelings fell quickly after that; slain with fervour. When the last one was no more, Kahlan fell to her knees and crawled to the edge of the pit. Richard and Zedd joined her as they stared into the abyss that had claimed their friend; their Cara.
“What are we looking at?”
They turned as one at the voice to see Cara standing behind them. Her leather was a little scuffed, her face slightly sooty, but she was there. Kahlan’s tear streaked face was the last thing she saw before she was tackled to the ground in a bone crushing hug.
---
First time ~ Robin Beck
The first time Cara had sex, she was too young to even understand what she was doing. She was to please her Mistress, that is all she understood. The first time she had sex because she wanted to, she was in her late teens and she was able to discern the difference between sex as power and sex for pleasure. She’d smiled that night when Dahlia came, trembling under her hands. The first time Cara made love, it was with Kahlan Amnell.
---
In another’s eyes ~ Garth Brooks & Trisha Yearwood
When Richard looks at her, she hates herself. His eyes shine with trust and admiration. In his eyes she could never lie. In his eyes she is perfect. In his eyes she is the Mother Confessor.
In another’s eyes, she’s passionate and human. In another’s eyes she won’t break if she’s touched. In another’s eyes she’s Kahlan Amnell. In another’s eyes, she learns to love herself.
---
Hello Old Friend ~ Kim Richey
Kahlan never knows when Cara will show up in Aydindril. She’s learned not to hope for or expect anything. A glimpse of shining red leather amongst the crowd alerts her to Cara’s visit this time and she halts the business of court. The Mord’Sith saunters over with her usual smirk, but Kahlan sees a tiredness in Cara she’s not accustomed to. Cara asks how she is and Kahlan replies with ‘fine’. There’s no point in going into any detail here, in public. Kahlan enquires about Cara’s latest lover; a woman called Dahlia, though Kahlan pretends she can’t remember her name. A dismissive wave of Cara’s hand lifts a weight from Kahlan’s chest and she smiles at her friend. And, just like every other visit, Kahlan wonders whether Cara will just admit what they both know to be true and stay. More likely Cara’s just lonely and in need of a warm bed and a familiar face. But Kahlan will take that, if it is all Cara is willing to give. Because she knows Cara will make her laugh and will make her feel like she is more than her title. If only for a little while.
2. Turn your music player on and turn it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble/ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it’s over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
This is my fifth time doing this one. (Previous attempts: Emma/Terri | Rachel/Quinn | Naomi/Emily | Veronica/Meg)
TITLE: Ten Cara/Kahlan drabbles
AUTHOR:
the_girl_20FANDOM: Legend of the Seeker
PAIRING: Cara/Kahlan
SUMMARY: Angst, fluff, AUs, modern things.
RATING: R-ish, maybe?
DISCLAIMER: Don't own 'em.
SPOILERS: All eps are fair game.
AUTHORS' NOTES: Yep, you guessed it, still no ideas.
Learning to fall ~ Martina McBride
Mord’Sith break people, it’s true. But they are also master builders. Once a girl is broken, she learns to build. She builds walls around herself, walls around her emotions, walls around her heart. If nothing can penetrate the walls, nothing can hurt like the breaking did. The walls are protection. The walls are strength. The walls are Mord’Sith.
Confessors can see through people. But not Mord’Sith. The walls are strong and thick. Confessors cannot see a Mord’Sith.
But Kahlan is not just a confessor and Cara is not just a Mord’Sith. Kahlan shows Cara that she can still feel, can still love, can still live. Kahlan shows Cara that she can let go. Kahlan tears down Cara’s defences with such ease that Cara wonders if they were paper thin all along.
And now they stand together on a pile of rubble that once was a wall.
---
Sweet Carolina Rain ~ Kane
They’ve been driving for days; roads and towns and whole states all blurred into one. But when they cross the state line into Carolina and the rain starts to fall, Cara grins and opens the window, letting the sweet smell of the wet earth hit her senses; it smells like home. She leans over and shakes Kahlan awake. She looks over at her in confusion and then out of the window, her grin soon matching Cara’s. Cara pulls off the highway and onto a country road. They pull in as soon as it’s safe and Cara gets out, tilting her face up into the rain for a moment before walking around and opening Kahlan’s door. Kahlan takes her hand and allows herself to be pulled out and pressed against the car. Cara slides her fingers into Kahlan’s hair and kisses her as the rain comes down harder.
---
Into the Groove ~ Madonna
It has been an objective of Kahlan’s since she and Cara first embarked upon their relationship; to get the Mord’Sith to dance with her. Kahlan loves to dance and always has. As a young confessor she had been closed off, afraid to express herself or to get too close to anyone for fear of losing control of her power. Dancing had always been a release for her and she wanted to share that with Cara.
She waits for her opportunity. It comes soon enough. People are always keen to throw parties and feasts for the Seeker and his companions. Kahlan makes sure that Cara’s wine goblet is kept full all evening. When people begin to dance, Kahlan doesn’t move straight away. Choosing instead to pick her moment. When it arrives, she grasps Cara’s hand and drags her to the floor. She turns to face her, hands on Cara’s hips and a pleading expression in place. Cara quirks an eyebrow and leans in close, already moving in time with the music, her hands sliding around Kahlan’s body.
“If you wanted to dance with me, Kahlan, all you had to do was ask.”
---
My Favorite Mistake ~ Sheryl Crow
She can see it in their eyes when she tells them; they think she’s making a mistake. Richard is gracious and Zedd grandfatherly about the whole thing. But she knows they’re both watching and waiting for something to go wrong. And things do go wrong. Cara leaves in the middle of the night, goes missing for hours at a time and comes back with a sheepish smile and a rabbit. She knows that this is new to Cara and she needs time to adjust, to move away from the habits of a lifetime. So she tries not to notice that sometimes Cara smells of someone else when she returns from her outings. She only hopes they will stop one day. If loving Cara is a mistake, then she’ll gladly make it.
---
Love Shine a Light ~ Katrina & the Waves (SHUT UP!)
Sometimes Cara is childlike in her curiosity about things she doesn’t quite understand yet. She once asked Kahlan how a person knows if they are in love. Kahlan had to think about it for a while, but eventually she told Cara that if you’re in love with somebody, the world gets a little lighter when you think about them, or see them, or touch them. Cara hadn’t been convinced in the slightest.
When Cara was hanging from the ceiling in Darken Rahl’s dungeon with an agiel in her side, she thought of Kahlan’s smiling face. And the world got a little lighter.
---
Wild World ~ Maxi Priest
The time has come for Cara to leave Aydindril for D’Hara. After much persuasion, it comes to pass that only Richard, Zedd and Kahlan see her to the gates. Richard and Kahlan had wanted an honour guard to accompany her and a fanfare and other such nonsense. It was bad enough with just the three of them.
The Wizard is the first to say goodbye. He steps forward and plants his large hands on her shoulders. “Take care, Cara. I hope you’ll come back to see us in my lifetime.” Cara rolls her eyes. “I’d better visit soon, then?” He shoves her, but it’s with a good-natured smile.
Richard takes his place and grasps her forearm in a warrior’s farewell. Cara can see he’s struggling with tears and she coughs and looks away, embarrassed that a Lord Rahl would show such weakness. Her momentary glance to the side is long enough for him to surprise her by pulling her into a hug. “Goodbye, my friend.” His voice is rough and it makes her own throat ache with some foreign pain. She wonders if she’s about to come down with a cold. She pats his back, finding that she’s holding him tighter than she intended to. He steps back after a while and nods once, before turning and wiping his face. He and Zedd walk away a little distance as Kahlan steps forward.
Cara steels herself before looking up into blue eyes she knows will be wet with tears; Kahlan has been crying intermittently for days now. Cara tries to smile in the vain hope that Kahlan will do likewise. It’s to no avail. Tears are dripping from Kahlan’s chin and Cara’s hand moves of its own accord to wipe them away, leaving her fingers cupped around Kahlan’s jaw. “Don’t cry,” she begs in a whisper. “Don’t leave,” is Kahlan’s response.
---
Ring of Fire ~ Johnny Cash
They all saw her fall into the fiery pit. She went down fighting, of course, and she took a baneling with her. Richard and Zedd’s shouts were drowned out by Kahlan’s wail. They both turned just in time to see her eyes go black, rimmed with red. The banelings fell quickly after that; slain with fervour. When the last one was no more, Kahlan fell to her knees and crawled to the edge of the pit. Richard and Zedd joined her as they stared into the abyss that had claimed their friend; their Cara.
“What are we looking at?”
They turned as one at the voice to see Cara standing behind them. Her leather was a little scuffed, her face slightly sooty, but she was there. Kahlan’s tear streaked face was the last thing she saw before she was tackled to the ground in a bone crushing hug.
---
First time ~ Robin Beck
The first time Cara had sex, she was too young to even understand what she was doing. She was to please her Mistress, that is all she understood. The first time she had sex because she wanted to, she was in her late teens and she was able to discern the difference between sex as power and sex for pleasure. She’d smiled that night when Dahlia came, trembling under her hands. The first time Cara made love, it was with Kahlan Amnell.
---
In another’s eyes ~ Garth Brooks & Trisha Yearwood
When Richard looks at her, she hates herself. His eyes shine with trust and admiration. In his eyes she could never lie. In his eyes she is perfect. In his eyes she is the Mother Confessor.
In another’s eyes, she’s passionate and human. In another’s eyes she won’t break if she’s touched. In another’s eyes she’s Kahlan Amnell. In another’s eyes, she learns to love herself.
---
Hello Old Friend ~ Kim Richey
Kahlan never knows when Cara will show up in Aydindril. She’s learned not to hope for or expect anything. A glimpse of shining red leather amongst the crowd alerts her to Cara’s visit this time and she halts the business of court. The Mord’Sith saunters over with her usual smirk, but Kahlan sees a tiredness in Cara she’s not accustomed to. Cara asks how she is and Kahlan replies with ‘fine’. There’s no point in going into any detail here, in public. Kahlan enquires about Cara’s latest lover; a woman called Dahlia, though Kahlan pretends she can’t remember her name. A dismissive wave of Cara’s hand lifts a weight from Kahlan’s chest and she smiles at her friend. And, just like every other visit, Kahlan wonders whether Cara will just admit what they both know to be true and stay. More likely Cara’s just lonely and in need of a warm bed and a familiar face. But Kahlan will take that, if it is all Cara is willing to give. Because she knows Cara will make her laugh and will make her feel like she is more than her title. If only for a little while.