crack_van | All Day by Maaaaa AO-S (NC-17)

Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Blair/Jim
Length: 14K
Author on LJ:

ma_aaaa
Author Website: at Artifact Storage Room 3 archive

Why this must be read: Ah, Moonridge. . . and Maaaaa!

This is another fic written for Carodee’s Moonridge prison fic challenge. If you missed the last post, Caro wanted a prison fic where the guys were neither innocent nor undercover – they actually committed the crimes they are jailed for. Maaaaa got the bid and she did a bang-up job.

Jim is in prison, convicted of murder. He enjoys a decent level of comfort, being near the top of the prison’s “food chain”. For reasons unknown, he has been “blessed” by a trio of Native Americans prisoners he dubs “The Three Stooges”, who control the closed society of prison inmates. Little does he know that the world order is about to change with the arrival of a new bunch of prisoners. The “Stooges” take notice of one in particular and, as a result, Jim must also. But he’s unhappy with the strange-looking and –acting newcomer and rejects his friendly overtures:

“Look, I don’t know what the hell went on last night,” he grated. “But I’m giving you fair warning kid. Stay the hell away from me. Got it?”

“Whoa, take it easy,” Blair countered feebly, wide-eyed. He held his hands up, surrender-style.

“I don’t know what candy ass crime you’ve been wrongly convicted of and unjustly incarcerated for, hippie-boy, but this is not playtime, and I’m not fucking Mr. Rogers,” Jim ground out tersely.

Blair promptly stood up. He gripped the sides of his tray so hard his knuckles turned white. With the same calm, intense stare he’d leveled at Jim the night before he said flatly, “I’m serving twenty-five to life for voluntary manslaughter because my visions told me the fucking bitch had to die.” He leaned over the table, right in close to Jim, so close Jim could see each individual tiny raised welt that made up the scar lines on his cheekbone, and rasped conspiratorially, “But it was murder.” He picked up the tray, turned abruptly and walked away.

Jim stared after him mutely, acutely aware that all eyes in the room were on him, them. But Blair had spoken so softly he was sure he was the only one who’d heard.

Maaaaa is a talented author who mostly writes short, sexy stories. She has a knack of telling a lot with a little, and her visuals are excellent. This is one of her longest stories and covers a dark subject. Despite what they’ve done, despite the fact that they don’t meet until they are incarcerated “all day” (prison slang for a life sentence), you can still see the essential Jim and Blair. More disillusioned and harder, yet the connection between them transcends past sins and the present situation to make a bleak future a little more hopeful.

All Day

Maaaaa is very shy so if you want to embarrass the hell out of her, give feedback! :^) ::waves to maaaaa::

ETA 8-2-2010 Links to Maaaaa's story, site and LJ have been updated. She can run but she can't hide!

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It's different from Darklady's take on it but just as interesting.

Sentinel Thursday challenges have taught me how very differently each author can view a prompt. And how exquisitely sometimes. This one definitely clutches at the heart. I can't wait to read Jane's interpretation.

Oh, and the braid. . .yeah.

All Day by Maaaaa AO-S (NC-17)

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