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Judgements by K Ryn (G)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: n/a
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's website: K Ryn's Tales of The Sentinel
Why this must be read: Another early favourite of mine from when I first discovered this fandom. A huge, rollocking, rip-roaring, roller-coaster of an h/c-fest in which Jim and Blair are pursued across the desert by vindictive rednecks.
Judgements
Pairing: n/a
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's website: K Ryn's Tales of The Sentinel
Why this must be read: Another early favourite of mine from when I first discovered this fandom. A huge, rollocking, rip-roaring, roller-coaster of an h/c-fest in which Jim and Blair are pursued across the desert by vindictive rednecks.
The clerk raised his head and gave Blair a scathing glare; eyeing his earrings, his long hair and his threadbare jeans in disgust. "Until they fix the bridge. Is that simple enough? Or do you want me to write it out so that you can read it over a few times? Assuming you can read, that is," the man added contemptuously.
"Now wait a minute." Blair's temper was close to erupting. Tired of being ignored, he reached over the counter to grab the man by the arm, determined to make one more attempt to get around his stonewalling.
The man pulled away as if he'd been stung by Blair's touch and practically lunged for his phone. "Get your hands off of me you Indian-loving, hippie freak!"
Blair stepped back, startled by the hatred in the man's voice. "I'm just trying to—"
"You're all scum!" the attendant hissed, cutting off his protest. "I'm calling the cops. They're gonna throw your lazy ass in jail."
Blair's frustration and irritation abruptly crystallized into full blown anger. "Why you—"
"Hey, partner, I'm sorry I kept you waiting." Jim Ellison was suddenly at his side, the big man's hand closing firmly on Blair's left shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.
Blair glanced up and saw the flash of icy fire in his partner's eyes, the tightening of his jaw muscles. Recognizing the warning signs of his friend's temper, Blair's mouth snapped shut on the tirade he was about to let loose.
Ellison's gaze shifted to the attendant, flicking from the man's ID tag to his face. "Good morning... Mr. Weston, is it?" Jim pulled his own identification from his pocket. "I'm Detective Ellison, Cascade, Washington PD. I see you've already met my partner."
"Now wait a minute." Blair's temper was close to erupting. Tired of being ignored, he reached over the counter to grab the man by the arm, determined to make one more attempt to get around his stonewalling.
The man pulled away as if he'd been stung by Blair's touch and practically lunged for his phone. "Get your hands off of me you Indian-loving, hippie freak!"
Blair stepped back, startled by the hatred in the man's voice. "I'm just trying to—"
"You're all scum!" the attendant hissed, cutting off his protest. "I'm calling the cops. They're gonna throw your lazy ass in jail."
Blair's frustration and irritation abruptly crystallized into full blown anger. "Why you—"
"Hey, partner, I'm sorry I kept you waiting." Jim Ellison was suddenly at his side, the big man's hand closing firmly on Blair's left shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.
Blair glanced up and saw the flash of icy fire in his partner's eyes, the tightening of his jaw muscles. Recognizing the warning signs of his friend's temper, Blair's mouth snapped shut on the tirade he was about to let loose.
Ellison's gaze shifted to the attendant, flicking from the man's ID tag to his face. "Good morning... Mr. Weston, is it?" Jim pulled his own identification from his pocket. "I'm Detective Ellison, Cascade, Washington PD. I see you've already met my partner."
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