And, finally, Sebastian. The banter between the pair was executed flawlessly. You clearly had a lot of fun writing the banter, and that is evident in your writing and makes it that much richer.
Sebastian joins him at the street corner, his trench coat brushing the tops of his high-heeled boots and a smirk of his own turning his benign appearance feral.That. Fucking. Killed. Me. It’s ridiculous how even the sparsest descriptions of Sebastian can threaten to induce spontaneous combustion. Sebastian fucking Michaelis in a fucking trench coat with those fucking shoes. Fuck. And Dimitri in a hoodie with a cigarette… Are you trying to kill me?
The ending was absolutely amazing. You managed to convey so much in such few words. Simple, yet perfect. ♥ I cannot thank you enough.
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There is still no continuity in this comment.
Date: 2010-05-31 03:15 am (UTC)Sebastian joins him at the street corner, his trench coat brushing the tops of his high-heeled boots and a smirk of his own turning his benign appearance feral.That. Fucking. Killed. Me. It’s ridiculous how even the sparsest descriptions of Sebastian can threaten to induce spontaneous combustion. Sebastian fucking Michaelis in a fucking trench coat with those fucking shoes. Fuck. And Dimitri in a hoodie with a cigarette… Are you trying to kill me?
The ending was absolutely amazing. You managed to convey so much in such few words. Simple, yet perfect.
♥ I cannot thank you enough.
P.S. Your continuity was fine.