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merelyn.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2005-03-08 11:07 pm
Sibylla te theleis by Hth (PG)
Fandom:DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Vecchio/Stella (Fraser/Kowalski implied)
Author on LJ:
hth_the_first
Author Website: Hth
Why this must be read:
Hth is one of my favorite authors. I debated for a long time over which Hth story to rec. In the end it came down to this one, or the classic Ray/Ray series, “What It is I See in You” (which you can find on her website and should definitely read as it was one of the first Ray/Ray fics ever and is still one of the best- ahem). I chose this one, finally, because it’s one of the best DS fics I’ve seen recently, and definitely my favorite story to come out of
ds_seekritsanta this year.
Sibylla ti theleis (the title’s from T.S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land”, with quotes from it framing the different sections) takes the lovably random RayV/Stella ending from CoTW (a Florida bowling alley? Are you serious?) and puts a twist on it that’s just ingenious. Part Ray Vecchio character sketch, part portrait of a marriage, part day-in-the-life story with an appearance by Fraser and Kowalski - all brilliant. Heartbreakingly, realistically, gorgeously brilliant. I am in awe of Hth’s brain.
The first time Ray lied to his contact was the night of the Vincent-Hemingway title fight, when they called to find out what he knew about Danny Niccolo. "Nah, nah," Vecchio said lightly, "that's crazy. Dead? You're nuts. You guys gotta get better sources. I got Danny running an errand in Kansas City. Who told you he was dead?"
Who found the body? is what he was really thinking.
But nobody found the body, not ever. Danny Niccolo disappeared en route to Kansas City, as far as everyone who didn't need to be concerned with it knew. Even Ray didn't know what happened to the body, because he didn't ask.
Putting a hit on somebody wasn't at all the way Ray thought it would be. You didn't have to do anything, really. You certainly didn't have to know anything. Somebody comes and tells you that Danny Niccolo is running bets he shouldn't be running, not going through DaCosta, and DaCosta wants to know who the fuck's side the Iguanas are on, and all you have to do is sit there in front of your sixty inch plasma tv screen watching the Hemingway get the snot beat out of him and sip your buttermilk and say, Somebody please assure Mr. DaCosta that we're gonna make things right. And that night, lo and behold, a man is dead, and the FBI wants to know what you know about what they've heard.
Nothing, you say. Far as I know, nobody's dead at all.
Far as you know, nobody is. You called Danny Niccolo's service and left him a message asking him to pick up a package for you in Kansas City. If he got the message, if he left for Kansas City, if he ran into some trouble on the way, these are things you can't possibly know. You were home watching the fight.
That's how easy it is to have a person killed when you're Armando Langoustini.
And yeah, it’s not a slash fic. And yeah, worse than that, it’s a het fic. But if you let that deter you from reading it, you are missing out. I can’t put it any clearer.
Sibylla ti theleis
Pairing: Vecchio/Stella (Fraser/Kowalski implied)
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Hth
Why this must be read:
Hth is one of my favorite authors. I debated for a long time over which Hth story to rec. In the end it came down to this one, or the classic Ray/Ray series, “What It is I See in You” (which you can find on her website and should definitely read as it was one of the first Ray/Ray fics ever and is still one of the best- ahem). I chose this one, finally, because it’s one of the best DS fics I’ve seen recently, and definitely my favorite story to come out of
Sibylla ti theleis (the title’s from T.S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land”, with quotes from it framing the different sections) takes the lovably random RayV/Stella ending from CoTW (a Florida bowling alley? Are you serious?) and puts a twist on it that’s just ingenious. Part Ray Vecchio character sketch, part portrait of a marriage, part day-in-the-life story with an appearance by Fraser and Kowalski - all brilliant. Heartbreakingly, realistically, gorgeously brilliant. I am in awe of Hth’s brain.
The first time Ray lied to his contact was the night of the Vincent-Hemingway title fight, when they called to find out what he knew about Danny Niccolo. "Nah, nah," Vecchio said lightly, "that's crazy. Dead? You're nuts. You guys gotta get better sources. I got Danny running an errand in Kansas City. Who told you he was dead?"
Who found the body? is what he was really thinking.
But nobody found the body, not ever. Danny Niccolo disappeared en route to Kansas City, as far as everyone who didn't need to be concerned with it knew. Even Ray didn't know what happened to the body, because he didn't ask.
Putting a hit on somebody wasn't at all the way Ray thought it would be. You didn't have to do anything, really. You certainly didn't have to know anything. Somebody comes and tells you that Danny Niccolo is running bets he shouldn't be running, not going through DaCosta, and DaCosta wants to know who the fuck's side the Iguanas are on, and all you have to do is sit there in front of your sixty inch plasma tv screen watching the Hemingway get the snot beat out of him and sip your buttermilk and say, Somebody please assure Mr. DaCosta that we're gonna make things right. And that night, lo and behold, a man is dead, and the FBI wants to know what you know about what they've heard.
Nothing, you say. Far as I know, nobody's dead at all.
Far as you know, nobody is. You called Danny Niccolo's service and left him a message asking him to pick up a package for you in Kansas City. If he got the message, if he left for Kansas City, if he ran into some trouble on the way, these are things you can't possibly know. You were home watching the fight.
That's how easy it is to have a person killed when you're Armando Langoustini.
And yeah, it’s not a slash fic. And yeah, worse than that, it’s a het fic. But if you let that deter you from reading it, you are missing out. I can’t put it any clearer.
Sibylla ti theleis
