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Highlander/Torchwood (PG13 - NC17)
In honor of Crossover Day!
I do hope I've formatted this correctly...
Title and Author: The Mystery We Are by Aeron Lanart (PG13 - NC17)
Pairing: Methos/Captain Jack Harkness
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aeron_lanart
Author Website: The Gateway
Why this must be read:
This is a lovely, long story written with a deft understanding of both Torchwood and Highlander. The characterizations of Jack, Ianto and Methos are particularly lovely.
The first Immortal you meet in this tale is not Methos (or Jack, either -- don't worry, though, Jack shows up soon enough, and Methos' arrival is worth the wait) but a nicely realized OFC who the Torchwood crew don't quite know what to do with.
Humor, pathos, swordfights, Watchers and musings on what it means to be immortal are only some of the things that make this a very satisfying read.
The link takes you to the table of contents page. The chapters themselves are in rtf, and there is also an rtf file of the entire story.
The NC17 chapters are identified, and there is a 'condensed' version that is entirely PG13.
“It’s got to be the weather.” Owen lolled back in his chair, twisting his head to watch Toshiko as she wandered around, stretching her legs he presumed.
“What?” She stopped mid stride and stared at him.
“Keeping the bad guys away. The weather. It’s too nice for them at the moment…” He grinned; Toshiko could not help but smile back at him.
“So you’re trying to tell me that when it starts raining again, we’ll have aliens and the usual weird things cropping up all over the place?”
“Something like that.”
“Come off it, Owen. We’re just having a quiet spell.”
“Shhhh. Don’t say the Q word!”
“Quiet. Quiet. Quiet.”
“Tosh!”
“Look, I’ve got work to do even if you haven’t.” Toshiko made her way back to her own workstation, and pulled up the files she had been working on, becoming quickly engrossed.
“Tosh?”
“Hmmm?”
“Need a hand?” The offer of help was unexpected enough to get her attention again. She gave Owen another smile.
“You must be bored!” Owen quirked an eyebrow at her, and Toshiko stifled a giggle. “I’m sure I can find something for you to help with if you’re desperate enough to ask.” Owen scrambled out of his chair and dragged it over so he could sit next to Toshiko.
“So, what do you want me to do?”
They were still working closely together when the others came back, armed with pizza, with Gwen and Jack more than ready to offer a few choice remarks about Owen actually working for a change. Ianto remained silent, and Watched.
The Mystery We Are
I do hope I've formatted this correctly...
Title and Author: The Mystery We Are by Aeron Lanart (PG13 - NC17)
Pairing: Methos/Captain Jack Harkness
Author on LJ:
aeron_lanartAuthor Website: The Gateway
Why this must be read:
This is a lovely, long story written with a deft understanding of both Torchwood and Highlander. The characterizations of Jack, Ianto and Methos are particularly lovely.
The first Immortal you meet in this tale is not Methos (or Jack, either -- don't worry, though, Jack shows up soon enough, and Methos' arrival is worth the wait) but a nicely realized OFC who the Torchwood crew don't quite know what to do with.
Humor, pathos, swordfights, Watchers and musings on what it means to be immortal are only some of the things that make this a very satisfying read.
The link takes you to the table of contents page. The chapters themselves are in rtf, and there is also an rtf file of the entire story.
The NC17 chapters are identified, and there is a 'condensed' version that is entirely PG13.
“It’s got to be the weather.” Owen lolled back in his chair, twisting his head to watch Toshiko as she wandered around, stretching her legs he presumed.
“What?” She stopped mid stride and stared at him.
“Keeping the bad guys away. The weather. It’s too nice for them at the moment…” He grinned; Toshiko could not help but smile back at him.
“So you’re trying to tell me that when it starts raining again, we’ll have aliens and the usual weird things cropping up all over the place?”
“Something like that.”
“Come off it, Owen. We’re just having a quiet spell.”
“Shhhh. Don’t say the Q word!”
“Quiet. Quiet. Quiet.”
“Tosh!”
“Look, I’ve got work to do even if you haven’t.” Toshiko made her way back to her own workstation, and pulled up the files she had been working on, becoming quickly engrossed.
“Tosh?”
“Hmmm?”
“Need a hand?” The offer of help was unexpected enough to get her attention again. She gave Owen another smile.
“You must be bored!” Owen quirked an eyebrow at her, and Toshiko stifled a giggle. “I’m sure I can find something for you to help with if you’re desperate enough to ask.” Owen scrambled out of his chair and dragged it over so he could sit next to Toshiko.
“So, what do you want me to do?”
They were still working closely together when the others came back, armed with pizza, with Gwen and Jack more than ready to offer a few choice remarks about Owen actually working for a change. Ianto remained silent, and Watched.
The Mystery We Are