of shoes and ships and sealing-wax

[nagia]

Stolen from lassarina, among some others:

I will post the names of all the files in my WIP folder(s), regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Choose one (1), and I will post a random line or two.

I'm just going to warn you now: these are very literal filenames. Yes, there is actually a system to this. Yes, it does make sense to me.

!!#f $ffviii: If_Then Conditional
!!#f $kh: GiftsAndTreasures
!!#f $rk &ht: these cuts
#f $cm: cm-casefic
#f $cm: Grant My Love A Pardon
#f $da: among the missing
#f $da: bereskarn skein
#f $da: language acquisition
#f $da: scrubbing floors
#f $da: sens_deadruck
#f $da: THINGS IN LOTHERING THAT BEGIN WITH G
#f $da: was a dark and stormy night
#f $ffvii: For Everything That Mattered
#f $ffvii: Go Under With You
#f $ffvii: hollow hearts
#f $lod %college: u of tib
#f $lod: flesh and not stone
#f $lod: six ways seven lives
#f $me: Every Minute Outside The Lines
#f $rk: Catch Me On The Ground
#f $rk: how misao became a bandit
#f $rk: insanity is relatives
#f $rk: my big fake ninja wedding
#f $rk: untold oceans
#f $rk %weasel: weasel!misao

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[nagia]

In what had already become a habit, he stroked along Misao's back, making sure to pay attention to the tiny spot on the top of her head. Her fur was soft beneath his finger, and she made a faint chittering noise as he neared her whipcord black tail.

He teased her, tugging on her tail, rubbing it between two fingers.

She chittered again, this time a little sharply, but then sniffed the hollow of his throat. He could hear her tiny black nose working. The sound was... endearing, if he was to be honest with himself.