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crack_van2011-06-29 09:38 pm
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Too Little, Too Late by Arianna (NC17)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: ~55.800 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
caarianna
Author Website: Hidden Muse
Why this must be read:
So, maybe by now you all could have noted that I'm a little bit biased towards long, first-time, post-TSbyBS stories. Maybe, just maybe. *g*
And this one is... just great! Arianna writes fabulous stuff, and this story just proves it. Here, Blair decides he doesn't wants to be a cop, and gets his second chance via Orvelle Wallace, who offer him a job as director in a community center. So, Blair is moving on, but he still needs to mend fences with Jim. And it would be a thing of beauty if he manages that before the local gang decide it's time to take him off the picture.
So... a Blair who is able to find his way without anyone else decide for him, a Jim who is capable to understand and respect Blair's needs, a great storyline and good 'ol suspense, all packed up in fantastic Adriana's writing
Have a taste here:
Though he knew it was stupid to provoke them, he was also sick of feeling intimidated, so he sketched a flippant salute, before casually re-entering the building. Going straight to his office, he checked the security video and noted the time when the masked vandals had done the damage. There was still no way to identify the miscreants, but maybe he could do something to discourage their vandalism. Picking up the phone, he called the number for the Community Policing Unit, identified himself, reported the two incidents and requested additional patrols around midnight.
“Blair Sandburg, huh?” the anonymous voice repeated flatly on the other end of the line. “Sure thing,” he went on sarcastically, “we’ll be sure an’ go out of our way to make you feel all safe and secure.”
Gritting his teeth, he thanked them for their support and hung up. For the first time, he realized he could be in a world of trouble if he ever did need police assistance. Odds were he’d wait for it in vain. He stood in thought for a moment, and then he called ACE Security to insist they automatically report any trouble they picked up on their monitors and not wait until someone tried to break in.
After that, he returned to the apartment to retrieve his cell phone and programmed several new numbers into his speed dial, including the MCU main line, Joel’s home number, and 911. If he called the last number during an emergency and help failed to come, at least there’d be a record of both his call and the one from the security company so he’d have grounds for a formal complaint, if need be. In the meantime, by calling MCU or Joel at the same time, he could be sure that someone would respond. Grimly stuffing the phone in his pocket, he went back down to the office.
So, read Too Little, Too Late, and later let Arianna know what you think :D
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: ~55.800 words
Author on LJ:
caariannaAuthor Website: Hidden Muse
Why this must be read:
So, maybe by now you all could have noted that I'm a little bit biased towards long, first-time, post-TSbyBS stories. Maybe, just maybe. *g*
And this one is... just great! Arianna writes fabulous stuff, and this story just proves it. Here, Blair decides he doesn't wants to be a cop, and gets his second chance via Orvelle Wallace, who offer him a job as director in a community center. So, Blair is moving on, but he still needs to mend fences with Jim. And it would be a thing of beauty if he manages that before the local gang decide it's time to take him off the picture.
So... a Blair who is able to find his way without anyone else decide for him, a Jim who is capable to understand and respect Blair's needs, a great storyline and good 'ol suspense, all packed up in fantastic Adriana's writing
Have a taste here:
Though he knew it was stupid to provoke them, he was also sick of feeling intimidated, so he sketched a flippant salute, before casually re-entering the building. Going straight to his office, he checked the security video and noted the time when the masked vandals had done the damage. There was still no way to identify the miscreants, but maybe he could do something to discourage their vandalism. Picking up the phone, he called the number for the Community Policing Unit, identified himself, reported the two incidents and requested additional patrols around midnight.
“Blair Sandburg, huh?” the anonymous voice repeated flatly on the other end of the line. “Sure thing,” he went on sarcastically, “we’ll be sure an’ go out of our way to make you feel all safe and secure.”
Gritting his teeth, he thanked them for their support and hung up. For the first time, he realized he could be in a world of trouble if he ever did need police assistance. Odds were he’d wait for it in vain. He stood in thought for a moment, and then he called ACE Security to insist they automatically report any trouble they picked up on their monitors and not wait until someone tried to break in.
After that, he returned to the apartment to retrieve his cell phone and programmed several new numbers into his speed dial, including the MCU main line, Joel’s home number, and 911. If he called the last number during an emergency and help failed to come, at least there’d be a record of both his call and the one from the security company so he’d have grounds for a formal complaint, if need be. In the meantime, by calling MCU or Joel at the same time, he could be sure that someone would respond. Grimly stuffing the phone in his pocket, he went back down to the office.
So, read Too Little, Too Late, and later let Arianna know what you think :D