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17 May 2005 @ 03:59 pm
I suck! Ask me how!  
On second thought, never mind. *glares warningly at you all*

But I suck because I keep scribbling rough notes to amuse myself, notes I probably won't turn into stories, though...um. I may write something. Someday. Maybe.



Vaughn has had a traumatic experience where he was trying to save a young girl who was killed by a terrorist. He held her in his arms as she died. He's been on leave from the agency for a month, to the day, when Jack--who was on the mission with him--turns up at his apartment.

Vaughn: It's a month to the day. What did you do, put it on your calendar?
Jack: Yes. [pause] A visit would have been too easy to avoid otherwise.
Vaughn: So this is the obligatory 'come back to the agency' talk, right?
Jack: It's not obligatory. No one asked me to come here, and I wouldn't do it for just anyone.
Vaughn, caught off-guard, takes a moment to absorb this before turning away to pour a drink: I didn't know I was that special.
Jack, expressionlessly: ...
Vaughn, sitting down on the couch with his glass after this has sunk in: Okay, lay it on me.
Jack: You're an asset to the agency.
[...loooooong pause...]
Vaughn: That's it? That's the best you can do?
Jack, suppressing a sigh: No. I just hoped that would be enough. [getting serious] Michael, you're a superior agent--
Vaughn, interrupting: Excuse me? I'm a what?
Jack, irritated at being asked to repeat himself: What part of that don't you understand?
Vaughn: The part where you call me 'superior'. From you that's like--telling me I have beautiful eyes.
Jack, reining in his impatience mightily: Nevertheless--
Vaughn, with a deathly sincere expression: You aren't actually here to ask me on a date, are you? Because I don't think I'm drunk enough for that.
Jack, clenching his jaw: Why don't I come back when you're sober. [sarcasm:] Will I have to wait another month for that?
[Vaughn looks away]
Jack: Perhaps you're too drunk to appreciate this, but you *are* a valuable agent. I trust you with my life every time we work together. [voice growing deliberate:] I trust you with Sydney's life. [Vaughn is looking at him again now] I think you know there are not many people I would say that to.
[Vaughn nods a little, or maybe doesn't quite]
Jack: I won't insult you by telling you to snap out of this. We both know this kind of thing takes time. But if you leave the agency, you'll be doing a disservice to yourself and to the people who count on you.
Vaughn, staring off into space: She died in my arms, Jack.
Jack, nearly expressionless again, takes a slight breath as his gaze lowers: I know.
 
 
 
Trepkos: Crazy by Becky Bootrepkos on May 17th, 2005 11:15 pm (UTC)
Now I have to start watching Alias!
There's not enough time...
Anna S.: jack-gazing-vaughneliade on May 17th, 2005 11:33 pm (UTC)
There is! Watch it!
Trepkos: Nerd by Bliss_vtrepkos on May 18th, 2005 06:53 am (UTC)
I've now seen series 1 of SG1 - it's OK but I haven't yet seen an episode I want to watch twice. I guess they're just finding their feet?
(Just follow your legs downwards, guys...)
witlingwitling on May 17th, 2005 11:31 pm (UTC)
You don't suck. True suck is a vivid internal narrative based in equal part on Lost and Marsters RPS, in which a certain fading former television idol is planewrecked on a desert island with a good-looking young guy who happens to be a doctor (and who does not actually, in my brain, look like Matthew Fox, which makes this all very confusing), along with a shipment of drugs and supplies for Third World Rescue, so there's quinine and mosquito nets and stuff, except the good-looking young doctor is gay and frank about it, and the former television idol is straight but metro, and things get lonely, as they do on desert islands, and maybe there's some processing/palaver, or just some down-home wrestling in the surf, but anyway the former idol starts hitting on the good doctor, because, as he says, they're on a freaking desert island, and it's just sex anyway, and so there's making out and frottage and fondness and friendliness, all in a low-key SoCal Gay-guys-have-styled-my-hair-and-watched-me-change-costume-for-five-years-what's-the-big way. And so we get Desert Island Gay, with meta and schmoop, especially when the good doctor comes down with malaria and has to be nursed in a worried, incompetent fashion by the straight television idol, because who wants to be left alone on a desert island without even a doctor? Nobody, that's who. And the good doctor is snarky and funny and hot. And over time, "straight" loses all meaning. Gay just takes over. Gay is the new straight. It's the default sexuality.

That's true suck, right there. Or else a really great novel.
Anna S.: jm-shorneliade on May 17th, 2005 11:33 pm (UTC)
That's true suck, right there. Or else a really great novel.

That is not suck. That is THE AWESOME. I make adjectives into nouns for you. Hee.

*tackles you for kissage*
witlingwitling on May 17th, 2005 11:52 pm (UTC)
Yeah, the fading idol looks just like your icon. Weird.
Anna S.eliade on May 18th, 2005 12:00 am (UTC)
*grin*
flangirl on May 17th, 2005 11:57 pm (UTC)
OMG. How delicious.
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Anna S.eliade on May 18th, 2005 08:31 pm (UTC)
They really really are. *sigh*
bibliokatbibliokat on May 18th, 2005 03:57 am (UTC)
You definitely don't suck!

I know this because I can actually hear Jack saying this. Wow. And Vaughn, I just think it would be harder to get Jack's voice down because he's so serious. Out of curiousity, is it or do you find Vaughn easier?

Favorite part:
Jack, irritated at being asked to repeat himself: What part of that don't you understand?
Vaughn: The part where you call me 'superior'. From you that's like--telling me I have beautiful eyes.

Because it is kinda like that! heeheeheehee!
Anna S.: jack-bristoweliade on May 18th, 2005 08:31 pm (UTC)
I know this because I can actually hear Jack saying this. Wow.

*preen*

And Vaughn, I just think it would be harder to get Jack's voice down because he's so serious. Out of curiousity, is it or do you find Vaughn easier?

I think Jack is easier. He's written so consistently in canon that it makes it easier to capture his voice--or at least to hear it in my head. *g* I love him to pieces.
bibliokatbibliokat on May 18th, 2005 10:47 pm (UTC)
Ah, that makes sense (about Jack's voice). He *is* very consistently serious. And I love him too! *puts Jack back together after he's been loved to pieces*
tafkarfanfictafkarfanfic on May 18th, 2005 04:37 am (UTC)
The part where you call me 'superior'. From you that's like--telling me I have beautiful eyes.
*dies*
Anna S.: vaughn-intenseeliade on May 18th, 2005 08:30 pm (UTC)
In my head, Jack said blandly: "That too."
Pamgoosegirl9 on May 18th, 2005 02:15 pm (UTC)
Wonderful - and I don't even watch Alias! Still, I hear the voices ....
Anna S.eliade on May 18th, 2005 08:30 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :)
bleu_lavande: beautybleu_lavande on May 18th, 2005 03:13 pm (UTC)
Here's my favourite part:
Jack, reining in his impatience mightily: Nevertheless--
Vaughn, with a deathly sincere expression: You aren't actually here to ask me on a date, are you? Because I don't think I'm drunk enough for that.
Jack, clenching his jaw: Why don't I come back when you're sober. [sarcasm:] Will I have to wait another month for that?
[Vaughn looks away]


Because it's funny, and witty. Because it rings true. Because your Jack is so .. Jack! that it's killing me -- I want more.

And I don't think you could suck even if your life depended on it. Well, you know what I mean. *grin*
Anna S.: vaughneliade on May 18th, 2005 08:29 pm (UTC)
Because it's funny, and witty. Because it rings true. Because your Jack is so .. Jack! that it's killing me -- I want more.

*bounce* A happy reader of J/V makes me happy--we will form a little band. Though not a garage band. Just a band of merry slashers, you know?

And I don't think you could suck even if your life depended on it. Well, you know what I mean. *grin*

Hee.
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Herself_nycherself_nyc on June 10th, 2005 08:40 pm (UTC)
You make me forget that Victor Garber resembles LittleFace Finney from the old Dick Tracy comix.