Legend of the Seeker Fic: Unclothed
Aug. 11th, 2010 08:43 pmWritten as a gift for the recent
whedonland birthday celebrations. The request/prompt was for "nude Richard!", how could I resist?
Legend of the Seeker, "nude Richard!",crack, PG-13
"Cara! Cara, someone's stolen my clothes," Richard yelled.
Cara looked up from the fire she was stoking to see a wet, naked, Lord Rahl. It brought back some pleasant memories; except for the part where this Lord Rahl was hiding his – well, dignity, she supposed he'd say – with the Sword of Truth.
"Who would steal your clothes and leave the Sword of Truth behind?" Cara asked, arching one eyebrow. If she'd gone to the river with him this would never happened.
"I don't know." Richard shivered. "Give me a blanket and help me look for them."
Cara rolled her eyes and wandered over to his pack.
"Ah, Richard," Zedd said, arriving at the camp with an armful of wood for the fire. "Oh, are we going to be naked? The moon's not going to be up for hours –"
"No," Richard yelped. "Someone took my clothes!"
"Who would take your clothes?" Zedd asked.
"Even the wizard agrees with me," Cara smirked, throwing Richard a blanket. She sneaked a peek as he had to lower his weapon – exposing another, in one sense of the word – in order to wrap the blanket around himself.
Kahlan arrived then, clutching Richard's clothes. "Richard, I just caught some girls running off with these," she said.
"Whatever for?" Zedd asked.
"Um, I think they're a bit obsessed with Richard. They said they were huge fans," Kahlan said. "One of them's got a woodcarving of you, apparently, Richard. Rather sweet. Possibly a bit creepy?"
Richard held out one hand. "Gimme my clothes, I'm freezing," he said.
Kahlan handed them over, very, very reluctantly. Cara rolled her eyes and added more wood to the fire.
Legend of the Seeker, "nude Richard!",crack, PG-13
"Cara! Cara, someone's stolen my clothes," Richard yelled.
Cara looked up from the fire she was stoking to see a wet, naked, Lord Rahl. It brought back some pleasant memories; except for the part where this Lord Rahl was hiding his – well, dignity, she supposed he'd say – with the Sword of Truth.
"Who would steal your clothes and leave the Sword of Truth behind?" Cara asked, arching one eyebrow. If she'd gone to the river with him this would never happened.
"I don't know." Richard shivered. "Give me a blanket and help me look for them."
Cara rolled her eyes and wandered over to his pack.
"Ah, Richard," Zedd said, arriving at the camp with an armful of wood for the fire. "Oh, are we going to be naked? The moon's not going to be up for hours –"
"No," Richard yelped. "Someone took my clothes!"
"Who would take your clothes?" Zedd asked.
"Even the wizard agrees with me," Cara smirked, throwing Richard a blanket. She sneaked a peek as he had to lower his weapon – exposing another, in one sense of the word – in order to wrap the blanket around himself.
Kahlan arrived then, clutching Richard's clothes. "Richard, I just caught some girls running off with these," she said.
"Whatever for?" Zedd asked.
"Um, I think they're a bit obsessed with Richard. They said they were huge fans," Kahlan said. "One of them's got a woodcarving of you, apparently, Richard. Rather sweet. Possibly a bit creepy?"
Richard held out one hand. "Gimme my clothes, I'm freezing," he said.
Kahlan handed them over, very, very reluctantly. Cara rolled her eyes and added more wood to the fire.