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crack_van2007-11-07 08:25 pm
jinxed-wood.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-11-07 08:25 pm
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All Fall Down, by LithiumDoll (PG)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Characters: Methos, Joe, Duncan, OCs
Rating: PG
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
halcyon_shift (AKA 'Lithiumdoll')
Author's website: Alter-idem
Why this must be read: This is an action/adventure story, but it is the interaction between the characters that make it special, as much for what is not said as much as what is:
The answering snort bought a grudging grin and he glanced up from the sticky paper being methodically shredded under his fingernails. That was a mistake; Joe's gaze caught his own and held it firmly. "What's the problem? You can tell me, I'm a licensed bar tender."
"There has to be a problem for me to spend a little time ..."
"Six hours", Joe interjected with a pointed tap of his wristwatch.
"...in the company of ..."
"Nothing but beer"
"...friends?"
"You're brooding."
"I'm not allowed an occasional quiet evening? MacLeod sulked for a decade; I didn't see you picking on him."
"First - he wasn't sulking, he was grieving, and second - that was a little before my time. As you well know. So, what's the problem? You can tell me, I'm a licensed bar tender who can cut you off if you don't spill."
Link to Story: All Fall Down
Characters: Methos, Joe, Duncan, OCs
Rating: PG
Author on LJ:
halcyon_shift (AKA 'Lithiumdoll')Author's website: Alter-idem
Why this must be read: This is an action/adventure story, but it is the interaction between the characters that make it special, as much for what is not said as much as what is:
The answering snort bought a grudging grin and he glanced up from the sticky paper being methodically shredded under his fingernails. That was a mistake; Joe's gaze caught his own and held it firmly. "What's the problem? You can tell me, I'm a licensed bar tender."
"There has to be a problem for me to spend a little time ..."
"Six hours", Joe interjected with a pointed tap of his wristwatch.
"...in the company of ..."
"Nothing but beer"
"...friends?"
"You're brooding."
"I'm not allowed an occasional quiet evening? MacLeod sulked for a decade; I didn't see you picking on him."
"First - he wasn't sulking, he was grieving, and second - that was a little before my time. As you well know. So, what's the problem? You can tell me, I'm a licensed bar tender who can cut you off if you don't spill."
Link to Story: All Fall Down
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Ack! Thanks for pointing that out!