gift_girl: (After: Happy in her chair)
Hi,

You've reached the voice mail service for Justine. I can't answer the call right now, but feel free to leave a message.
gift_girl: (Default)
Hi,

Just in case you need to get in touch with me (the mun) and you aren't able by other means, just tag here.

<3
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
Justine's arrival.

Baa

Feb. 10th, 2010 09:57 am
gift_girl: (Before: Sweet)
"OMG I LOVE YOUR _____": An RP Meme D'Amour : My Thread
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
That would be one way to put it... )

Muse: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Word count: 331
Partner: Thomas Raith ([personal profile] raith_wraith)
gift_girl: (After: Surprise / profile)
Cutting for length. )
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
"True love begins when nothing is looked for in return."

- Antoine De Saint-Exupery


True love began... )

Muse: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Word count: 341
Partner: Thomas Raith: [personal profile] raith_wraith
A/N: Somewhat spoilery for Turn Coat, the most recent book in the series.
gift_girl: (Before: Pretty gift/ Pretty doe)
And a take on the first meeting. )

Muse: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Partner: NPC; Thomas Raith (canon)
Word count: 728
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
When she woke up. )

Muse: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Partner: Thomas Raith (canon)
Word count: ~ 460

Meme meme!

May. 12th, 2009 09:23 pm
gift_girl: (Before: Merriment)
Name a character that you know I write or have written, and I'll tell you:

a. What initially prompted me to like the character enough to write about him/her.
b. One of his/her best traits.
c. One of his/her worst traits.
d. How easy/difficult I find it to write the character.
e. The story/thread/chapter/post/paragraph/tag/phrase where I feel that I truly captured the character.
f. My plans (if any) to write the character in the near future
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
The following response is directly spoilery for the early part of Turn Coat. Read at your own risk. I just couldn't resist.

[locked only to those who know about what the Raith are] )

Muse: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files
Partner: Thomas Raith (canon)
Word count: 213
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
Following this. Thomas is [personal profile] raith_wraith, used with permission; Maeve is [profile] midwinterslady. Somewhat disturbing content behind the cut.

Meanwhile, at home... )
gift_girl: (Before: Night/Shock)
This is backstory piece, occurring pre-canon. Thomas ([personal profile] raith_wraith) used with permission and approval. <3

Justine was huddling in a corner when he returned to his rooms. The corner behind the bed, where he'd left her. )

Patient: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Partner: Thomas Raith: [personal profile] raith_wraith (canon, with permission)
Words: 438
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
Yes, of course he can. )


Patient: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Partner: Thomas Raith [personal profile] raith_wraith (canon, with permission)
Words: 329
gift_girl: (After: Smile)
Will you be my valentine, Thomas? )

Patient: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Partner: [personal profile] raith_wraith (canon, with permission)
Words: 495
gift_girl: (After: Skittish)
Everyone starts their life as one person, and through growth and learning, turn into someone else. Sometimes, a singular moment is what pushes them over the edge into a new life.

Describe two moments in which your life took a turn, where on the one side, you were one person, and on the other side, someone new.


Just two?

Then those would be...

The one where I was taken into the White Court by Thomas. I was homeless, driven wild by an emotional overload well-nigh to madness. Wanted by somebody who wanted to sell my body and own the right to choose if I should live or die, which I would soon be yielding willingly, numbed and addicted.
And after that, in its way, I had a home. I had a life. I had somebody who could ensure the overflow was handled without the medications that make me sick. I had protection. Yes, I was used too. But who isn't?

And the one when I stepped closer to Thomas when I knew I was trading my life for his. It made sense. It was what I wanted. No, I did want us both to live, but between us, yes, I chose with my eyes open.
And yet I lived. Because he could stand to lose my life no more than I could, to lose his.

Now I am as I am. Untouchable by him. Protected from one kind of predators, his kin. But he lives, and so do I. Perhaps there is hope; and if not, just that fact is more than the alternative. I can hear his voice. See him.
Because we live.

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