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JEEVES & WOOSTER/TEMERAIRE/SAKI (G)
Title: Reginald on Draconic Emancipation by afrai
Pairing: none
Length: 2393 words
Author on LJ:
bravecows
Author Website: http://thewritegirls.populli.net/afrai/
Why this must be read:
It's a triple crossover with the world of Naomi Novik's Temeraire series and Saki's Reginald stories. Which makes it, quite possibly, the most awesome thing ever. I just...I have no words.
Back up. Reginald, the narrator in case you've never read Saki (and you really, really should, the sooner the better), is an elegant, cynical young sybarite of the late Edwardian era. He tells highly digressive stories about life in the upper classes as a way of avoiding discussing Important Issues of the Day with anything resembling seriousness.
The Temeraire series (and again, if you haven't read it, hop to) takes place in a world where dragons - sentient and often quite intelligent beings, who nonetheless have other-than-human ways of looking at the world - exist in Napoleonic Europe. They are used, and to some extent exploited, by the Aerial Corps: an air force of dragons as steed, pilot, and plane all together, manned by aviators with whom they share a close, if unequal, relationship. One of the ongoing themes concerns the question of whether dragons have anything resembling civil rights.
A question which Reginald, a hundred years later, is wholly uninterested in addressing.
I should like not to believe in dragons' suffrage (said Reginald). His Majesty’s horse was so very well-roasted that one cannot even affect an air of surprise when the subject is brought up, as one can with other praiseworthy causes, like the reformation of charwomen, or the revival of village church choirs. Of course charwomen and village choristers very rarely possess fire-producing glands; there lies the distinction. It seems almost sensible to wish to ignore the incident at the Derby, and you know I am never sensible when I can help it, I was too well-brought up.
They say the dragon who did it expressed regret that it had omitted to bring apricot sauce, for it would have complemented the horseflesh so nicely. Which shows such nice feeling, don’t you think?
It was that attention to detail Mrs. Finchley was seeking when she invited the dragon to stay at her house in Warwickshire. It came as something of a surprise to those of us who were already there. I believe Colonel Braithwaite spoke four times of leaving, and he even went so far as to pick up his umbrella once, with a great deal of decision, but at the time Mrs. Finchley had that cook she’d charmed away from an old school friend of hers. The school friend had once deprived her of a notebook or dog or man which was rightfully hers, and of course Mrs. Finchley thirsted for revenge.
So where are Bertie and Jeeves in all this? Well, read it and find out.
Reginald on Draconic Emancipation
Pairing: none
Length: 2393 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: http://thewritegirls.populli.net/afrai/
Why this must be read:
It's a triple crossover with the world of Naomi Novik's Temeraire series and Saki's Reginald stories. Which makes it, quite possibly, the most awesome thing ever. I just...I have no words.
Back up. Reginald, the narrator in case you've never read Saki (and you really, really should, the sooner the better), is an elegant, cynical young sybarite of the late Edwardian era. He tells highly digressive stories about life in the upper classes as a way of avoiding discussing Important Issues of the Day with anything resembling seriousness.
The Temeraire series (and again, if you haven't read it, hop to) takes place in a world where dragons - sentient and often quite intelligent beings, who nonetheless have other-than-human ways of looking at the world - exist in Napoleonic Europe. They are used, and to some extent exploited, by the Aerial Corps: an air force of dragons as steed, pilot, and plane all together, manned by aviators with whom they share a close, if unequal, relationship. One of the ongoing themes concerns the question of whether dragons have anything resembling civil rights.
A question which Reginald, a hundred years later, is wholly uninterested in addressing.
I should like not to believe in dragons' suffrage (said Reginald). His Majesty’s horse was so very well-roasted that one cannot even affect an air of surprise when the subject is brought up, as one can with other praiseworthy causes, like the reformation of charwomen, or the revival of village church choirs. Of course charwomen and village choristers very rarely possess fire-producing glands; there lies the distinction. It seems almost sensible to wish to ignore the incident at the Derby, and you know I am never sensible when I can help it, I was too well-brought up.
They say the dragon who did it expressed regret that it had omitted to bring apricot sauce, for it would have complemented the horseflesh so nicely. Which shows such nice feeling, don’t you think?
It was that attention to detail Mrs. Finchley was seeking when she invited the dragon to stay at her house in Warwickshire. It came as something of a surprise to those of us who were already there. I believe Colonel Braithwaite spoke four times of leaving, and he even went so far as to pick up his umbrella once, with a great deal of decision, but at the time Mrs. Finchley had that cook she’d charmed away from an old school friend of hers. The school friend had once deprived her of a notebook or dog or man which was rightfully hers, and of course Mrs. Finchley thirsted for revenge.
So where are Bertie and Jeeves in all this? Well, read it and find out.
Reginald on Draconic Emancipation
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Bravecows is just the one to deliver it, too - I seem to remember a wonderful Mike/Psmith story she did a few years ago.