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This Hard Land by True Enough (Adult)
Fandom: THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN
Pairing: Chris/Vin
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
true_enough
Author Website: M7Slash.com
Why this must be read: True Enough writes the Old West as if she's been there and the characters as if they're people she actually knows, and all in a beautiful, poetic writing style. Each one of her stories is a masterpiece of storytelling and This Hard Land is no exception. Simply awesome.
Vin collects two cups of coffee from Miz Kent who always talks to him as if he is a wild animal who will not eat out of her hand if she raises her voice. He appreciates the gesture with the self knowledge that she is not too far off the mark. Hands full, he tips his head to her, “Ma’am,” and carefully navigates the stairs to Chris’s room. Using the toe of his boot he knocks and with the other tenants in mind calls out quietly, “Don’t shoot, Chris.”
Chris answers the door, pants and shirt on but unbuttoned. His eyes are still bleary with sleep with one side of his short hair pressed flat to his head. Defenses down, he accepts both the coffee and Vin’s teasing, nonverbal assessment of him. “Give me a minute,” Chris tells him in an irritable voice that only tickles Vin more. Chris takes a sip of the hot coffee and then lets it sing through his body before he goes to the wash basin to wash his face and dampen his hair. When he faces Vin again he is visibly clearer and more alert, his hair standing on end to confirm it. Vin smiles into his coffee cup, knowing from the beginning that Chris, being a man of abrupt extremes, never endorses himself to anything halfheartedly whether it’s his temper or a cup of coffee. He lets Chris enjoy it as he does his own and wanders over to the window while Chris buttons up for the rest of the world.
This Hard Land
Pairing: Chris/Vin
Author on LJ:
true_enoughAuthor Website: M7Slash.com
Why this must be read: True Enough writes the Old West as if she's been there and the characters as if they're people she actually knows, and all in a beautiful, poetic writing style. Each one of her stories is a masterpiece of storytelling and This Hard Land is no exception. Simply awesome.
Vin collects two cups of coffee from Miz Kent who always talks to him as if he is a wild animal who will not eat out of her hand if she raises her voice. He appreciates the gesture with the self knowledge that she is not too far off the mark. Hands full, he tips his head to her, “Ma’am,” and carefully navigates the stairs to Chris’s room. Using the toe of his boot he knocks and with the other tenants in mind calls out quietly, “Don’t shoot, Chris.”
Chris answers the door, pants and shirt on but unbuttoned. His eyes are still bleary with sleep with one side of his short hair pressed flat to his head. Defenses down, he accepts both the coffee and Vin’s teasing, nonverbal assessment of him. “Give me a minute,” Chris tells him in an irritable voice that only tickles Vin more. Chris takes a sip of the hot coffee and then lets it sing through his body before he goes to the wash basin to wash his face and dampen his hair. When he faces Vin again he is visibly clearer and more alert, his hair standing on end to confirm it. Vin smiles into his coffee cup, knowing from the beginning that Chris, being a man of abrupt extremes, never endorses himself to anything halfheartedly whether it’s his temper or a cup of coffee. He lets Chris enjoy it as he does his own and wanders over to the window while Chris buttons up for the rest of the world.
This Hard Land