talitha cumi, by geekerypokery (R)

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Fandom: NOIR
Pairing: Mireille/Kirika
Author on LJ: geekerypokery
Author’s Website: moon pants
Why this must be read:

This fic is set during episode seven of the series, but stands fairly well without any pre-knowledge of the events in that episode. This is a dreamy, disjointed series of moments, as seen by an injured Kirika. There is Mireille/Kirika, and smutty content, in this fic, but what stands out the most is the feeling of heat, and pain, and confusion.

"Can you focus on my finger?"

She tried that, too. It wasn't hard. Mireille's finger hovered close to her face, and it was easily the biggest thing in the world. Behind it, Mireille's face swam out of focus, somewhere in the sky, the fan flickering in circles around her head like a halo. She thought she could feel where Mireille's hand left a shadow, interrupting the sunlight on her face. Then the finger went away, or it turned into a hand on her forehead, and Mireille's face came unblurred; Mireille had taken off her sunglasses, but her eyes were as blank and mirrored as the lenses. That was okay. She didn't mind being kept outside.

The fan breathed some more. So did she.

talitha cumi