Two paragraphs of a now-abandoned Spriggan fanfic.

[juushika]

I rewatched the anime film Spriggan the other day and was just about thisclose to writing fanfiction. Spriggan is one of the smaller fandoms—by which I mean incredibly tiny—but since I first saw it, the characters have appealed to me. In this rewatch, I was impressed by how my understanding of the characters had matured. So impressed, in fact, that I wanted to write about: to dabble with them, play around with them, see what I can make them do. I, of course, mean a fanfic.

The problem then is this (other than the fact that I'm writing a book): Wanting to play around with characters does not a plot make. In this case, even being a rabid slasher doesn't help with the plot. What I really want to write is an introduction, a bit of character exposition, and some hot hot mansex. Exciting. Also no longer my scene. So I decided against it.

But I did write two paragraphs and it sure was nice to get into a different voice and mindset. Refreshing, really, which makes getting back to work on the rest all the easier. But I still have these paragraphs hanging around on my computer... And for lack of anything better to do with them, I'll throw them here.

If you don't recognize this film or this fandom—no worries, you're really not supposed to. Mostly I'm just indulging myself. And so, with no further ado: two paragraphs, in there just-barely-retouched state.

A day or two after—Jean is so tired that it's hard for him to tell which—Yu seduces Jean by lying bandaged in bed.

Of course it isn't as simple as that, but that's how Jean explains it to himself after the fact. There's the adrenalin and irrationality that comes with half a dozen near-death experiences and, worse even, saving someone’s life, so there’s that to take into account. There’s also the way that Yu looked, that boyish grin on his face, slightly uneven from the bandage around his jaw and the other over his forehead. One—maybe two—days after, and the boy was still glowing with the euphoria of success. So when he lay there, shirtless, swathed in white bandages, relaxed against the bed, his face alight, hands moving animatedly... Well. There’s that to take into account as well.

And for the curious: I do highly recommend this film. It has some hokey bits, but the characters are lovely and ohsogay and the plot is clever. It's an enjoyable film.