Clearing the WiP list
::hides unicorn/SG/assorted tribbles::
For
jellicle, timestamp for Flying High:
Mother's Pride, Father's Joy
"Hey Momma," Jensen says quietly, shoulders hunched a little as he scuffs at the dirt. "Dad, good to see you. Sorry, I know I'm late. Got hung up in New York and Josh didn't wanna wait. I know, I know, it's not a big deal but well, I'm still getting used to this whole team thing and well, it's kinda been a media circus since we graduated. Jared- Did you know that he's settled on Hyperion? Five years of waffling and changing his hero name every other month and he picks Hyperion. Over my dead body this time, just like I said he'd have to and yeah, yeah, I know. No joking about Jensen-killing-himself.
"Seriously though, Hyperion? It's like the most cliché name ever. I'm keeping Phoenix, yeah, figured you'd like it. I mean, okay, our superhero pairing is HP which always makes me think of Harry Potter but I think it's the right choice.But yeah, there was a reason I wanted to talk to you. I got some news, big news."
There's a rustle of cloth and Jensen leans back into Jared's warmth, letting his partner's cloak billow around them both. "I-god, I had like a dozen different speeches but fuck it. We're getting married. Probably not until June but it'll be like a quiet little ceremony and everyone's already RSVPing; Principal Stronghold is coming even."
Jared's arms wrap securely around Jensen's waist as Jensen rubs at his eyes and he kisses Jensen's cheek. Jensen clears his throat and sets down the small bunch of flowers. The eternal flame casts the etched letters into sharp relief. Jensen's voice is a whisper. "I wish you could've been there."
December ficlet for
deannawol's prompt "M&M and Gunmetal Dawn Crossover -
Colt joining the Elites and the rumours/teasing that he got."
Rite of Passage
Jared had seen Seattle before, safely ensconced in the Padalecki Microcybernetics delegation but the city he was watching through the windows of the transport was very different. Skyscrapers flashed past, his com-link overlaying the company name, financial status and the security forces stationed there.
Seattle was Metal & Magic's city; even in the streets, black uniformed mercenaries outnumbered SPD officers three-to-one. Jared's gunmetal rank tags were better than an unlimited cred chip here.
He was aware of his own constantly-updating status, still tagged as 'in transit' as the transport flew through towers and circled out towards the HQ compound. Jared rolled his shoulders and wished for a coffee. He'd been 'in transit' for the last thirty hours, shuttled from transport to reserve stations to teleportation hubs and his ass was aching. His details were chip-locked into his cybernetics; he got his next transport assignment before he'd finished saying 'hey' to the logistics/admin staff. It was an unsettling feeling, being one insignificant cog in such an intricate and damn efficient corporate machine. He was starting to miss Jensen something fierce.
STATUS UPDATE:
SUBJECT: WINCHESTER, Captain (Regional Command [DS-EAH-7716311*]).
CURRENT STATUS: ACTIVE, off-duty.
Jared blinked. Fucking hell, the new processor upgrade took some getting used to. Jared was accustomed to the comparatively clunky interfaces of the old-style cybernetics currently claiming to be cutting edge back home. The new integrated-reactive interface came a little too close to telepathy for Jared's peace of mind.
"Y'alright?" One of the Elites, Jared hadn't caught her name but he could see the tell-tale gold tag.
"Fine," Jared shrugged and she laughed.
"Missing your man?"
Jared rolled his eyes. He'd never caught flack for being Jensen's boy but ever since he got the Commander's letter, he'd been braced for the fallout of being Winchester's boy. "Not as bad as I'll be missing him tonight."
She snorted and Jared felt that maybe he'd won a point. If this was the best the Elites could muster by way of hazing? Jared was going to be golden.
More tomorrow.
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For
jellicle, timestamp for Flying High:
Mother's Pride, Father's Joy
"Hey Momma," Jensen says quietly, shoulders hunched a little as he scuffs at the dirt. "Dad, good to see you. Sorry, I know I'm late. Got hung up in New York and Josh didn't wanna wait. I know, I know, it's not a big deal but well, I'm still getting used to this whole team thing and well, it's kinda been a media circus since we graduated. Jared- Did you know that he's settled on Hyperion? Five years of waffling and changing his hero name every other month and he picks Hyperion. Over my dead body this time, just like I said he'd have to and yeah, yeah, I know. No joking about Jensen-killing-himself.
"Seriously though, Hyperion? It's like the most cliché name ever. I'm keeping Phoenix, yeah, figured you'd like it. I mean, okay, our superhero pairing is HP which always makes me think of Harry Potter but I think it's the right choice.But yeah, there was a reason I wanted to talk to you. I got some news, big news."
There's a rustle of cloth and Jensen leans back into Jared's warmth, letting his partner's cloak billow around them both. "I-god, I had like a dozen different speeches but fuck it. We're getting married. Probably not until June but it'll be like a quiet little ceremony and everyone's already RSVPing; Principal Stronghold is coming even."
Jared's arms wrap securely around Jensen's waist as Jensen rubs at his eyes and he kisses Jensen's cheek. Jensen clears his throat and sets down the small bunch of flowers. The eternal flame casts the etched letters into sharp relief. Jensen's voice is a whisper. "I wish you could've been there."
December ficlet for
deannawol's prompt "M&M and Gunmetal Dawn Crossover -
Colt joining the Elites and the rumours/teasing that he got."
Rite of Passage
Jared had seen Seattle before, safely ensconced in the Padalecki Microcybernetics delegation but the city he was watching through the windows of the transport was very different. Skyscrapers flashed past, his com-link overlaying the company name, financial status and the security forces stationed there.
Seattle was Metal & Magic's city; even in the streets, black uniformed mercenaries outnumbered SPD officers three-to-one. Jared's gunmetal rank tags were better than an unlimited cred chip here.
He was aware of his own constantly-updating status, still tagged as 'in transit' as the transport flew through towers and circled out towards the HQ compound. Jared rolled his shoulders and wished for a coffee. He'd been 'in transit' for the last thirty hours, shuttled from transport to reserve stations to teleportation hubs and his ass was aching. His details were chip-locked into his cybernetics; he got his next transport assignment before he'd finished saying 'hey' to the logistics/admin staff. It was an unsettling feeling, being one insignificant cog in such an intricate and damn efficient corporate machine. He was starting to miss Jensen something fierce.
STATUS UPDATE:
SUBJECT: WINCHESTER, Captain (Regional Command [DS-EAH-7716311*]).
CURRENT STATUS: ACTIVE, off-duty.
Jared blinked. Fucking hell, the new processor upgrade took some getting used to. Jared was accustomed to the comparatively clunky interfaces of the old-style cybernetics currently claiming to be cutting edge back home. The new integrated-reactive interface came a little too close to telepathy for Jared's peace of mind.
"Y'alright?" One of the Elites, Jared hadn't caught her name but he could see the tell-tale gold tag.
"Fine," Jared shrugged and she laughed.
"Missing your man?"
Jared rolled his eyes. He'd never caught flack for being Jensen's boy but ever since he got the Commander's letter, he'd been braced for the fallout of being Winchester's boy. "Not as bad as I'll be missing him tonight."
She snorted and Jared felt that maybe he'd won a point. If this was the best the Elites could muster by way of hazing? Jared was going to be golden.
More tomorrow.
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