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crack_van2004-03-04 10:51 am
Contact by Siryn99 (NC-17)
Contact by
siryn99
Fandom: ALIAS
Pairing: Syd/Vaughn Angst
Author on LJ:
siryn99
Author Website: n/a
Why this must be read:
The girl knows how to write angst!
There are very few fics that I can remember that have such a strong definite hook right from the very start that just sucks you into the story and leaves you begging for more. Siryn wrote a dark despondent Sydney before we could even envision a Julia. A Syd who has given up and has resigned herself to an unremarkable existence, but even in the mediocrity, the spark we know and love is still there.
"Hey, take a fucking picture. It lasts longer," she snapped as the kid jumped back.
"I’m sorry...I just, I mean..." he stammered, trying to justify himself. She rolled
her eyes and said, "Whatever. Don’t do it again or I might have to ask for your ID
time next you come in here." The kid began to back off, but his friend jumped in.
"You can’t talk to him like that. Who the fuck do you think you are?" he sneered in
her face, reeking of beer and cheap pot.
She took a moment before replying. "You have no idea who I am and you don’t want to
find out." She went to turn away and leave it at that, but he wasn’t done. He
grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "What’re you gonna do? Pull my hair?" he
slurred in her face.
It was like she was on autopilot. She swung with her free hand and with a satisfying
snap she broke his nose. The bar exploded with movement as the kid’s friends helped
him up, people tried to push forward to see what happened, and Jax pulled her into
the small room behind the bar. No one noticed the blue eyed man at the end of the
bar slip out the door.
Contact
Fandom: ALIAS
Pairing: Syd/Vaughn Angst
Author on LJ:
Author Website: n/a
Why this must be read:
The girl knows how to write angst!
There are very few fics that I can remember that have such a strong definite hook right from the very start that just sucks you into the story and leaves you begging for more. Siryn wrote a dark despondent Sydney before we could even envision a Julia. A Syd who has given up and has resigned herself to an unremarkable existence, but even in the mediocrity, the spark we know and love is still there.
"Hey, take a fucking picture. It lasts longer," she snapped as the kid jumped back.
"I’m sorry...I just, I mean..." he stammered, trying to justify himself. She rolled
her eyes and said, "Whatever. Don’t do it again or I might have to ask for your ID
time next you come in here." The kid began to back off, but his friend jumped in.
"You can’t talk to him like that. Who the fuck do you think you are?" he sneered in
her face, reeking of beer and cheap pot.
She took a moment before replying. "You have no idea who I am and you don’t want to
find out." She went to turn away and leave it at that, but he wasn’t done. He
grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "What’re you gonna do? Pull my hair?" he
slurred in her face.
It was like she was on autopilot. She swung with her free hand and with a satisfying
snap she broke his nose. The bar exploded with movement as the kid’s friends helped
him up, people tried to push forward to see what happened, and Jax pulled her into
the small room behind the bar. No one noticed the blue eyed man at the end of the
bar slip out the door.
Contact
