I couldn't resist. I had to post this story today. It's Friday the Thirteenth!
Hopefully that's a good omen. But if there are any glitches in this story it's entirely my fault for not sending it back to Slanted Light for a final read.
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Pub Crawling )
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A lot of favourite bits here, but I did enjoy this thought of Bodie's: Maybe he’d already set down roots of some sort, without even realising it. Built his own cage and moved in.
Undercut beautifully by our Ray, of course..
“Are you coming?” demanded Doyle, breaking into his thoughts.
“Keep your knickers on,” said Bodie, as he hurried to catch up. Of all the impatient, bad-tempered sods in the word to find himself yoked to…
Heh-heh..
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I'm glad you liked it, this one was fun to write!
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Classic banter between the lads. I think my favourite bit was this:
“Your aim is off,” said Bodie, as he pulled out his R/T.
“No, it wasn’t,” snapped Doyle. “I would have had to shoot through you to get a kill shot.”
Thank you for a most enjoyable read.
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I'm glad you enjoyed my fic - thanks for the feedback!
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Thank you for posting it!
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Then again, there was a point at which caring became nagging. That really made me laugh. I liked the way you didn't let Bodie quite take his thought processes to their logical conclusion but how he was finally getting the idea by the end!
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And with all of these fics set in 1977, there's only so close I can get to the logical conclusion! Unless I go all A/U...
I'm glad you liked the story!
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Thanks for sharing.
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