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morgynleri) wrote2011-08-04 12:00 pm
morgynleri) wrote2011-08-04 12:00 pm
Two sets of ficlets
Prompts: Magnificent Seven; Chris/Vin; untamed, fealty, homecoming, peace, future
Title: Desert Rocks and Lawmen
Fandom: Magnificent Seven (TV), Highlander
Genres: Alternate Universe, Future, Historical, Crossover
AU: Talents and Resources, NOS, From Rome to Mexico
Rating: Teen
Characters: Chris Larabee, Vin Tanner, Ezra Standish, Buck Wilmington, Josiah Sanchez, JD Dunne
Word Count:
Notes: Although the prompt was Chris/Vin, the others snuck in around the edges. I have never managed to write Chris before, and I've not even tried to write Chris/Vin, so this was a challenge in prodding at Chris more than Vin. I also have a penchent for AUs, which meant that some element thereof pretty much was a given.
Summary: Five snippets of Chris & Vin (and the others).
Untamed (AU NOS)
Chris had always been aware of Vin's need for the wild, untamed places of the country, but he'd never been truly aware of just why. Facing the sharp, too-intelligent gaze of the wolf in front of him, with its pelt a familiar shade of sandy brown, he wondered what else Vin hadn't told him that would explain the origins of some of the tracker's habits.
Fealty (From Rome to Mexico AU)
It had taken him dying to find out how Chris was different, though he'd always wondered. He hadn't moved entirely like Vin'd expect of a simple gunslinger, or even an ex-soldier, but Vin had put that down to Chris having spent time as a small-time rancher.
Waking up Immortal, however, had changed his view of Chris - particularly after he'd gotten an idea of how old he really was. A lot changed in a thousand years.
He hadn't done much to think on that, or act on the knowledge for decades, not consciously. Until war erupted in Europe, and Chris had been preparing to go over and volunteer to help fight the Germans. Vin all but took it for granted that he'd go as wel, a junior officer or aide-de-camp, as Ezra had put it.
Ezra, for his part, had rolled his eyes, and muttered something about knights and their foolish fealty, though his tone was more fond exasperation than anything else. Josiah had heartily approved, and signed on as a chaplain, while Buck had laughed and said something in Latin that made Chris growl at his one-time teacher and constant friend.
Eventually they'd all made plans to go, building their own small unit and fighting. Together, as they had been since Four Corners.
Homecoming (From Rome to Mexico AU)
"I was not made for this sort of cold." Buck's irritated growl came from somewhere inside a heavy parka, and all the layers underneath. "I don't understand how you crazy people manage it dressed like that!"
Chris shared a grin with Vin, the two dressed much more lightly than Buck, or even most of their other companions, despite the winter chill and snow. Of course, they'd spent the last decade and more tramping around the Arctic, so they might perhaps have an advantage over Buck, who'd been relaxing in Sicily.
"May I add to Mr. Wilmington's reminder that he is not the only one of our party accustomed to warmer climes?" Ezra wasn't as heavily bundled as Buck, if likely only due to his fondness for silk and wool, despite the fashions of the day. "I fear the only one of us deriving nearly as much enjoyment as yourselves from this homecoming is young Mr. Dunne, no doubt due to his disturbing inclination to reside at far more northerly latitudes than other members of our party."
"It's not that cold, Ezra, and I ain't the one facing off with polar bears, anyway." JD grins despite the barb he's directed at Chris and Vin.
Ezra gives JD a look that makes Chris grin, and lean back on his heels a little to watch the show. Pretending to ignore the fact that JD's already got a snowball packed and ready, should Ezra chose an immediate form of retaliation that isn't verbal.
"As one of my occasional acquaintances might be heard to say, I hear Bora-Bora is nice at this time of year."
Peace (Talents and Resources AU)
"Had to bail your namesake out of prison this week. Stubborn cuss didn't take too well to his neighbor's idea of disciplining his kids." A wry smile crossed Vin's face as he looked down at the ground between his feet a moment. "If he could keep himself out of trouble, he'd make a good lawman. Reckon as it stands I might have to get Ezra's help getting him out of trouble. It takes a single man every bit of time for that job, and I ain't got that."
He looks up again, gaze tracing the lines chiseled into fine stone, more expense in the marker than Chris would really have wanted. It was new, a monument put in by his family to replace the worn hardwood of the previous marker, one Vin had replaced regularly over the last century. Part of a renovation of sorts of the family plot, a project which had included the bench Vin sat on.
"I just hope the kid finds some peace he can hold onto sooner than you did. And I ain't talking about the eternal kin, neither." It still weighed heavily on him that Chris had taken a bullet meant for him. For all of Nathan's skill, it hadn't been a wound that anyone mortal would recover from, though Vin would have. Even if his life in Four Corners wouldn't have had that much luck.
That Chris had saved Vin's stint in Four Corners at the cost of his own life is a guilt Vin hasn't assuaged or purged since.
Future (time-displaced AU)
The frontier was the same, whether on Earth or on some distant colony world; always in need of someone to keep the peace. At least Chris had one familiar face to rely on in this strange new world, and if he developed a closer bond with Vin than would be approved of back home, these future people didn't see anything wrong.
Prompts: Highlander; Marcus Constantine; longing, simple, jealous, conceal, knowledge
Title: Scrolls and Artifacts
Fandom: Highlander, Mythology (Middle Eastern)
Genres: Crossover
Rating: Teen
Characters: Marcus Constantine
Word Count:
Notes: Mostly sticking close to canon, although there are elements of crossover that tie back to my Darius/Anat stories in "Simple". Also, my Marcus Constantine muse is good at brevity.
Summary: Glimpses of Marcus Constantine, mostly in single sentences.
Longing
Looking over the mix of modern and old architecture sprinkled with ancient ruins, Marcus feels a momentary longing for the city of his youth, proud and glorious; this new city, while having much in common, isn't quite the same.
Simple
The plain terracotta pot waiting on his desk with its single plant is a reminder of just how complex and simple grief, like deity, can be; fingertips touch crimson flowers and come away drenched in tears of shared pain.
Jealous
For those mortals who know about Immortality, he thinks it is hard not to be jealous of that gift; he thinks it also hard for him not to be jealous, sometimes, of mortals' freedom from that curse.
Conceal
It's against his nature to conceal history, good or ill, and he doesn't bother most of the time. When that history involves Immortals in prominent position, though, he doesn't correct historians' misconceptions and misinterpretations of what they find. It would do more harm than good, and he doesn't think mortals are quite ready to deal with Immortality without dangerous consequences.
Knowledge
As Rome declined and fell, knowledge was lost to mortals that took them centuries to regain. Marcus didn't forget - he doubts any Immortals who were alive for Rome's heyday and have survived the Game since then have forgotten - but it's hard to convince mortals of ancient wisdom before they rediscover it on their own.
Title: Desert Rocks and Lawmen
Fandom: Magnificent Seven (TV), Highlander
Genres: Alternate Universe, Future, Historical, Crossover
AU: Talents and Resources, NOS, From Rome to Mexico
Rating: Teen
Characters: Chris Larabee, Vin Tanner, Ezra Standish, Buck Wilmington, Josiah Sanchez, JD Dunne
Word Count:
Notes: Although the prompt was Chris/Vin, the others snuck in around the edges. I have never managed to write Chris before, and I've not even tried to write Chris/Vin, so this was a challenge in prodding at Chris more than Vin. I also have a penchent for AUs, which meant that some element thereof pretty much was a given.
Summary: Five snippets of Chris & Vin (and the others).
Untamed (AU NOS)
Chris had always been aware of Vin's need for the wild, untamed places of the country, but he'd never been truly aware of just why. Facing the sharp, too-intelligent gaze of the wolf in front of him, with its pelt a familiar shade of sandy brown, he wondered what else Vin hadn't told him that would explain the origins of some of the tracker's habits.
Fealty (From Rome to Mexico AU)
It had taken him dying to find out how Chris was different, though he'd always wondered. He hadn't moved entirely like Vin'd expect of a simple gunslinger, or even an ex-soldier, but Vin had put that down to Chris having spent time as a small-time rancher.
Waking up Immortal, however, had changed his view of Chris - particularly after he'd gotten an idea of how old he really was. A lot changed in a thousand years.
He hadn't done much to think on that, or act on the knowledge for decades, not consciously. Until war erupted in Europe, and Chris had been preparing to go over and volunteer to help fight the Germans. Vin all but took it for granted that he'd go as wel, a junior officer or aide-de-camp, as Ezra had put it.
Ezra, for his part, had rolled his eyes, and muttered something about knights and their foolish fealty, though his tone was more fond exasperation than anything else. Josiah had heartily approved, and signed on as a chaplain, while Buck had laughed and said something in Latin that made Chris growl at his one-time teacher and constant friend.
Eventually they'd all made plans to go, building their own small unit and fighting. Together, as they had been since Four Corners.
Homecoming (From Rome to Mexico AU)
"I was not made for this sort of cold." Buck's irritated growl came from somewhere inside a heavy parka, and all the layers underneath. "I don't understand how you crazy people manage it dressed like that!"
Chris shared a grin with Vin, the two dressed much more lightly than Buck, or even most of their other companions, despite the winter chill and snow. Of course, they'd spent the last decade and more tramping around the Arctic, so they might perhaps have an advantage over Buck, who'd been relaxing in Sicily.
"May I add to Mr. Wilmington's reminder that he is not the only one of our party accustomed to warmer climes?" Ezra wasn't as heavily bundled as Buck, if likely only due to his fondness for silk and wool, despite the fashions of the day. "I fear the only one of us deriving nearly as much enjoyment as yourselves from this homecoming is young Mr. Dunne, no doubt due to his disturbing inclination to reside at far more northerly latitudes than other members of our party."
"It's not that cold, Ezra, and I ain't the one facing off with polar bears, anyway." JD grins despite the barb he's directed at Chris and Vin.
Ezra gives JD a look that makes Chris grin, and lean back on his heels a little to watch the show. Pretending to ignore the fact that JD's already got a snowball packed and ready, should Ezra chose an immediate form of retaliation that isn't verbal.
"As one of my occasional acquaintances might be heard to say, I hear Bora-Bora is nice at this time of year."
Peace (Talents and Resources AU)
"Had to bail your namesake out of prison this week. Stubborn cuss didn't take too well to his neighbor's idea of disciplining his kids." A wry smile crossed Vin's face as he looked down at the ground between his feet a moment. "If he could keep himself out of trouble, he'd make a good lawman. Reckon as it stands I might have to get Ezra's help getting him out of trouble. It takes a single man every bit of time for that job, and I ain't got that."
He looks up again, gaze tracing the lines chiseled into fine stone, more expense in the marker than Chris would really have wanted. It was new, a monument put in by his family to replace the worn hardwood of the previous marker, one Vin had replaced regularly over the last century. Part of a renovation of sorts of the family plot, a project which had included the bench Vin sat on.
"I just hope the kid finds some peace he can hold onto sooner than you did. And I ain't talking about the eternal kin, neither." It still weighed heavily on him that Chris had taken a bullet meant for him. For all of Nathan's skill, it hadn't been a wound that anyone mortal would recover from, though Vin would have. Even if his life in Four Corners wouldn't have had that much luck.
That Chris had saved Vin's stint in Four Corners at the cost of his own life is a guilt Vin hasn't assuaged or purged since.
Future (time-displaced AU)
The frontier was the same, whether on Earth or on some distant colony world; always in need of someone to keep the peace. At least Chris had one familiar face to rely on in this strange new world, and if he developed a closer bond with Vin than would be approved of back home, these future people didn't see anything wrong.
Prompts: Highlander; Marcus Constantine; longing, simple, jealous, conceal, knowledge
Title: Scrolls and Artifacts
Fandom: Highlander, Mythology (Middle Eastern)
Genres: Crossover
Rating: Teen
Characters: Marcus Constantine
Word Count:
Notes: Mostly sticking close to canon, although there are elements of crossover that tie back to my Darius/Anat stories in "Simple". Also, my Marcus Constantine muse is good at brevity.
Summary: Glimpses of Marcus Constantine, mostly in single sentences.
Longing
Looking over the mix of modern and old architecture sprinkled with ancient ruins, Marcus feels a momentary longing for the city of his youth, proud and glorious; this new city, while having much in common, isn't quite the same.
Simple
The plain terracotta pot waiting on his desk with its single plant is a reminder of just how complex and simple grief, like deity, can be; fingertips touch crimson flowers and come away drenched in tears of shared pain.
Jealous
For those mortals who know about Immortality, he thinks it is hard not to be jealous of that gift; he thinks it also hard for him not to be jealous, sometimes, of mortals' freedom from that curse.
Conceal
It's against his nature to conceal history, good or ill, and he doesn't bother most of the time. When that history involves Immortals in prominent position, though, he doesn't correct historians' misconceptions and misinterpretations of what they find. It would do more harm than good, and he doesn't think mortals are quite ready to deal with Immortality without dangerous consequences.
Knowledge
As Rome declined and fell, knowledge was lost to mortals that took them centuries to regain. Marcus didn't forget - he doubts any Immortals who were alive for Rome's heyday and have survived the Game since then have forgotten - but it's hard to convince mortals of ancient wisdom before they rediscover it on their own.