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crack_van2006-02-06 03:14 am
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Cards On The Table by Mab (R)
Hello! I'm your Sentinel crack provider for this month. I plan to rec new and old Jim/Blair slash stories that are really worth of sinking your teeth into.
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Author on LJ:
mab_browne
Author Website: n/a
Why this must be read: This is a recently posted AU that puts Jim and Blair in 1814 England. Jim is a weary soldier suffering from an illness involving his senses. Blair is a free spirit, barely bound by society's rules. Naomi is an interfering, well-meaning mother. So, yeah, basically not much different from the show.
This story is like a regency romance novel done at its best, without the over abundance of sap, but with an abudnance of heart all the same, a true love for the characters, and the misunderstandings that always have them dancing around each other like they've each stubbed their toes on the others' pride. A long, filling read.
Blair's face felt terribly frozen, so that his lips and tongue stumbled over the apology he tried to force out. Jim cut it short with a small gesture of his hand. "It's no matter, Sandburg."
Blair recovered his sorely tried nerve. "It's no matter because you're great-hearted enough to ignore my perversity?" he asked softly. There was no answer. "Or it's no matter because you share it?"
Jim turned his head, scrutinising the street in all directions. "I am occasionally - perverse."
Cards On The Table
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Author on LJ:
Author Website: n/a
Why this must be read: This is a recently posted AU that puts Jim and Blair in 1814 England. Jim is a weary soldier suffering from an illness involving his senses. Blair is a free spirit, barely bound by society's rules. Naomi is an interfering, well-meaning mother. So, yeah, basically not much different from the show.
This story is like a regency romance novel done at its best, without the over abundance of sap, but with an abudnance of heart all the same, a true love for the characters, and the misunderstandings that always have them dancing around each other like they've each stubbed their toes on the others' pride. A long, filling read.
Blair's face felt terribly frozen, so that his lips and tongue stumbled over the apology he tried to force out. Jim cut it short with a small gesture of his hand. "It's no matter, Sandburg."
Blair recovered his sorely tried nerve. "It's no matter because you're great-hearted enough to ignore my perversity?" he asked softly. There was no answer. "Or it's no matter because you share it?"
Jim turned his head, scrutinising the street in all directions. "I am occasionally - perverse."
Cards On The Table
