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NOTE: Takes place on February 27, 2010. Stephanie is effiecat and is used with love, if not permission. ;p

“Are the cameras on?”

“Yep! Sure are.”

“Oh…’kay, just checkin’.” Tommy shrugged, flashing the segment producer a sheepish smile as he went back to slowly pacing a circle around the expansive stage of The Rapture Theater. The camera crew and producer for Dancing with the Stars had arrived just a couple hours earlier to prepare for the arrival of his partner, and along with the nerves that came from being filmed, Tommy was just plain nervous about meeting his partner in general.

He wasn’t even sure who it could be. From all he knew, which came mostly from Bee, the professional cast tended to rotate in and out each season with only a few that were consistent participants. Add to that the usual suspects of newcomers, and even his visions couldn’t tell him a whole hell of a lot.

( The big reveal... )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 706

NOTE: Sal is we_standalone and used with permission and love.

“It’s fine. I’ll be fine.”

Sure, just like monkeys flew out of his asshole every day when he took his morning crap. He should have fucking known better, goddamnit.

Running towards the shattered wooden crate, time moves in slow motion for Sal as he thinks back on all the stupid shit he’s stood by and watched Tommy Karras do, knowing he should stop him from getting himself killed.

He kept his mouth shut when he watched the man climb into a coffin. He even helped lay Tommy out on a bed of nails before he let an SUV roll up on his chest. He brushed off a nervous feeling and let Tommy go to his car alone the day he got shot three times.

Now he could add standing on the sidelines like a jackass and letting his best friend climb into a box packed with live explosives right at the top of the fucking list.

There was no movement beneath the fragments of plywood heaped on the left side, where Tommy had been sealed in and sequestered from the powder and ignition…if Sal’s stupidity had cost Tommy his life, Sal was going to cut off his own head.

( “I just wanna see what it feels like! If I can do this, I can definitely do the illusion.” )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 648

“The story run yet?”

“Aunt Aggie emailed me last night. Some promotions firm in Vegas made the deal with the Mirage to sponsor the event after they presented your signed contract. Forgery, I bet.”

Tommy huffed with bitter laughter, nodding as he paused to catch his breath. “Some dummy corporation it runs, I bet. Boney?”

“Yo.”

“…gimme the pick.”

“You got the pick.”

( “I mean the real one.” )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 475

When I'm alone I dream of the horizon and words fail me.
There is no light in a room where there is no sun
and there is no sun if you're not here with me, with me.
From every window unfurls my heart the heart that you have won.
Into me you've poured the light,
the light that you found by the side of the road.

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Sitting in his studio, surrounded by his paintings, he can feel her. If he closes his eyes, he can feel her without pain or fear, at his side and in the world…and in the canvas.

“You were here.”

He whispers to the empty room full of visions and figments, but he also whispers into the light of day, into the air that moves through space and connects him to everything. Wherever she is, whatever’s being done to her, she’s breathing that air and occupying the same space he’s in…distant, out of reach, but real and blessedly alive.

( “You were here all along. You never left…you were taken. Every breath, every heartbeat, I can feel them…I could feel them the whole time.” )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 522

Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

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She was beautiful in the low light of the room, the music playing softly in the background as they moved and swayed with its quiet melody. Gazing into her eyes, he got lost too easily as one hand drifted up to gently touch her cheek.

Her smile, the way she leaned into it and reached up to touch his hand…she was breathtaking.

Smiling, he drew her close and pressed his cheek to hers. It was soft and warm, the scent of her sweet in his lungs as they swayed more slowly. She was light in his arms, a delicate flower of perfection.

“You’re an absolute vision tonight, babe.” He whispered to her softly. She made a soft sound, and as he drew back to look into her face again, he found her smiling. The sight made his chest tight as he pressed his forehead gently to hers.

“I know you ‘n me ain’t known each other long…but I love you.” He breathed, losing himself in her gaze again. “I want you to know that I am never gonna love another girl like I love you.”

His partner’s smile grew as her hand touched his cheek. He leaned into the contact, turning his head to press a kiss to the small, fragile little fingers that always seemed to find that one spot when he needed them.

Facing her again, he tilted his head and regarded her thoughtfully. “You love me, too, babe?”

“Aaaaaah…”

Laughing, Tommy gently rubbed Mayilia’s back and drew her close again, pressing his cheek to hers as they continued to sway to the sounds of the lullaby CD he had playing in the boombox in the corner of the room. “Yeah…that’s what I thought.”

Outside, beyond the neighborhood and on the Strip somewhere, Sal and Channing were at a club with the rest of the band, celebrating her stage manager’s birthday. Everyone had a date, and nobody had somewhere to be until morning.

He might not be the life of the party, and his date was snuggling against his shoulder to the sounds of ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’…but the cats weren’t fighting, work had been quiet, and tonight the fates of the humans in Las Vegas were someone else’s problem while he put his girl to bed.

She was the perfect woman to complete a perfect day.

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 390