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In for a Peso, In for a Pound by: SueN (PG13)
Hello! I'm [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and I'll be your MAGNIFICENT SEVEN driver for the month of June. I read mostly Chris/Vin and gen with a few other from time to time so I'll try to rec something for everyone. Also I'm hoping to have a nice mix of Old West, ATF, and a few other AUs this month.
Fandom: THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN (Old West)
Pairing: Gen
Length: Approx 368K
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: SueN's Magnificent 7 Stories
Why this must be read: This is one of those stories that makes the reader laugh and cry at the same time. The characterization is spot on and I could hear the banter in the boy's voices in my head. The premise was also something I could really see in the show and be describe as this: horse thieves steal Vin Tanner's horse. In this we also see sides of the characters that were touched on but never really brought to the surface that often. For example JD's conviction that they are family and family sticks together.
Warnings: Horse abuse.
One of the two was Vin Tanner, reckoned to be the best tracker and finest sharpshooter in these parts. Though a good ten or fifteen years younger than either Larabee or Wilmington, he had already led a hard and colorful existence, having been a buffalo hunter, bounty hunter and God knew what else. At present, he was one of the town's seven regulators, helping to keep the peace in the generally lawless area. He was, for the most part, a quiet, soft-spoken, even shy young man whose rugged appearance and rough manners concealed a surprisingly gentle nature. Yet those who knew Tanner knew also that with that gentleness came a will of iron and, as Nathan Jackson repeatedly declared, a head of stone. Any one of the tracker's six friends would gladly swear there was not a more intractable creature on God's earth than Vin Tanner when he dug in his heels.
Except, they would concede, the one now fighting him every step of the way.
That creature was Tanner's horse, a large black, blaze-faced gelding named Peso. He was a magnificent animal - long-legged, deep-chested, powerfully muscled, built for both speed and endurance. Intelligence shone in his large, dark eyes, and spirit revealed itself in every toss of that fine head. Grace and strength were met in him, and the two were wrapped in beauty.
Unfortunately, that beauty did not extend to his character. For Peso was, quite possibly, the most ornery, the most contrary, the most ill-tempered beast ever to wear iron shoes. Wilmington swore he was no true horse at all, but some perverse mixture of sore-toothed grizzly, pissed-off cougar and hungry alligator, with a little Comanche thrown in just for spite. The big man would have added rattlesnake, but, as he said, "Hell, at least a rattler gives ya warnin' before it strikes. Peso won't do that much!"
In For A Peso, In For A Pound
Fandom: THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN (Old West)
Pairing: Gen
Length: Approx 368K
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: SueN's Magnificent 7 Stories
Why this must be read: This is one of those stories that makes the reader laugh and cry at the same time. The characterization is spot on and I could hear the banter in the boy's voices in my head. The premise was also something I could really see in the show and be describe as this: horse thieves steal Vin Tanner's horse. In this we also see sides of the characters that were touched on but never really brought to the surface that often. For example JD's conviction that they are family and family sticks together.
Warnings: Horse abuse.
One of the two was Vin Tanner, reckoned to be the best tracker and finest sharpshooter in these parts. Though a good ten or fifteen years younger than either Larabee or Wilmington, he had already led a hard and colorful existence, having been a buffalo hunter, bounty hunter and God knew what else. At present, he was one of the town's seven regulators, helping to keep the peace in the generally lawless area. He was, for the most part, a quiet, soft-spoken, even shy young man whose rugged appearance and rough manners concealed a surprisingly gentle nature. Yet those who knew Tanner knew also that with that gentleness came a will of iron and, as Nathan Jackson repeatedly declared, a head of stone. Any one of the tracker's six friends would gladly swear there was not a more intractable creature on God's earth than Vin Tanner when he dug in his heels.
Except, they would concede, the one now fighting him every step of the way.
That creature was Tanner's horse, a large black, blaze-faced gelding named Peso. He was a magnificent animal - long-legged, deep-chested, powerfully muscled, built for both speed and endurance. Intelligence shone in his large, dark eyes, and spirit revealed itself in every toss of that fine head. Grace and strength were met in him, and the two were wrapped in beauty.
Unfortunately, that beauty did not extend to his character. For Peso was, quite possibly, the most ornery, the most contrary, the most ill-tempered beast ever to wear iron shoes. Wilmington swore he was no true horse at all, but some perverse mixture of sore-toothed grizzly, pissed-off cougar and hungry alligator, with a little Comanche thrown in just for spite. The big man would have added rattlesnake, but, as he said, "Hell, at least a rattler gives ya warnin' before it strikes. Peso won't do that much!"
In For A Peso, In For A Pound