The New Avengers/The West Wing-Purdey/Lord John Marbury-Purdey goes undercover as Lord John's aidetimelessapeelMay 7 2016, 23:32:11 UTC
I'm a huge "New Avengers" fan, but alas my knowledge of "The West Wing" is confined to clips from award shows and ads seen many years ago. I've cobbled together a working knowledge of Marbury from character bios and youtube clips, so I hope any wobbles in characterisation don't spoil your enjoyment. I did my best! ---- “It’s not that I’m not delighted you’re here, ah…”
“Purdey,” the attractive fiftysomething blonde replied. “Just Purdey.”
“Yes, of course you are,” Lord John Marbury said, with just a touch of lasciviousness. “I am, naturally, delighted to have you and your stunning, shapely long legs in my office, but I’m not entirely certain that it’s strictly necessary.”
“Don’t you?” Purdey cocked her head. “The recent threats on your life have been corroborated by highly credible sources. You don’t want to inconvenience the British government by forcing them to appoint a new ambassador to the United States before your term is up, do you?” Purdey looked around the office, then added, “Not to mention the cleaning bill the White House will be sending along for scrubbing your blood out of the carpet. From experience, I know it doesn’t come out with a little red wine.”
“You and your stunning figure make an excellent point,” Marbury conceded, pouring himself what, as far as Purdey knew, was his second scotch of the day, but she had a sneaking suspicion he had a head start. “So, you’re to pose as my aide, are you? Always was up for a spot of roleplaying.”
“Just until the threat has been contained,” Purdey qualified. “But yes, it’s in everyone’s best interest that they don’t know who I really am.”
“Mum’s the word.” Marbury put a finger to his lips conspiratorially and came to stand quite close to the female agent. “But if I’m going to be putting my life in your lovely hands, I’d like to know a little about you.”
Purdey looked heavenward in thought. “Well, I did a spell at the Sorbonne.”
“Excellent! So did I. And Cambridge.”
“I know,” Purdey countered. “I read your file.”
“How flattering.”
“Research,” Purdey said with a smile. “And my daughter’s at Cambridge, so I suppose that’s something else we have in common.”
“I refuse to believe a woman in possession of those gams has a university-aged daughter.”
“I’m sure we’ll test the bounds of your credulity on many occasions in our time together.”
“We can start now, if you have a light on you.” Purdey produced a lighter from her satchel, much to his lordship’s delight. “Don’t tell the Americans you’ve been enabling. They’re terribly touchy about what the smoke does to the drapes.” He lit up and exhaled a long plume with a satisfied sigh. “How did you know?”
“My husband thought it might come in handy,” Purdey said brightly.
“Oh dear. And we were getting on so well.”
“We still are. I quite like you.”
His lordship’s expression lightened considerably. “Do you?”
“Yes, you remind me of my dear old Uncle Elly. He was in the Raj, too.”
“You cut me to the quick, my dear.”
“Oh, don’t be like that,” Purdey scolded gently, pocketing the lighter once more. “We’ll get on perfectly well just so long as you keep your hands to yourself.”
“And if I don’t?”
Purdey smiled sweetly. “I’ll break your back in three places.”
Marbury seemed cheered by this. “Excellent! Spirit and lovely legs. I hope your husband appreciates what he has.”
“He does,” Purdey confirmed. “I quite like his legs as well.” She moved to the door, leaving his lordship to ponder this intelligence. “You have a meeting. Shall we go?”
Re: The New Avengers/The West Wing-Purdey/Lord John Marbury-Purdey goes undercover as Lord John's aialtitudeandwineMay 8 2016, 06:40:48 UTC
Ooh, this is just splendid and certainly the best thing to wake up to in a long time! Thank you! Brilliant and in-character. You tube has as numbered set of Marbury scenes, but these are all there really is, so your research was thorough.
"I’m sure we’ll test the bounds of your credulity on many occasions in our time together.” This had me laughing out loud. And of course it would. :)
Re: The New Avengers/The West Wing-Purdey/Lord John Marbury-Purdey goes undercover as Lord John's aitimelessapeelMay 8 2016, 12:50:18 UTC
Thank you! I'm so pleased that you enjoyed and it rang true on the character front. Those numbered Marbury scenes are indeed the ones I found, and they made for a good crash course. Such a fun character to write for--I really enjoyed him. But it's always tough writing for something you've never really watched yourself, so I'm glad it passed muster. Thanks for the prompt! :-)
Re: The New Avengers/The West Wing-Purdey/Lord John Marbury-Purdey goes undercover as Lord John's aialtitudeandwineMay 8 2016, 13:46:20 UTC
Oh, don't thank me! I'm thanking you! :D
(If you like the Lord Marbury scenes, maybe you'd enjoy the rest of The West Wing too - as that is full of intelligent, pleasantly snarky interchange. (Stick to season 1-4 if you do, 'cause after that they changed writers, and that smothered the fun at once))
Re: The New Avengers/The West Wing-Purdey/Lord John Marbury-Purdey goes undercover as Lord John's aitimelessapeelMay 9 2016, 14:04:37 UTC
Thank you! Lord Marbury really has no idea what he's getting into with Purdey around. Imagine all the things she's learned by the turn of the millennium!
Re: The New Avengers/The West Wing-Purdey/Lord John Marbury-Purdey goes undercover as Lord John's aitimelessapeelMay 10 2016, 13:16:00 UTC
Thank you! Like I said, I don't know "The West Wing", but I didn't have to watch too many clips to work out that Purdey's legs would come up in conversation. ;-)
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“It’s not that I’m not delighted you’re here, ah…”
“Purdey,” the attractive fiftysomething blonde replied. “Just Purdey.”
“Yes, of course you are,” Lord John Marbury said, with just a touch of lasciviousness. “I am, naturally, delighted to have you and your stunning, shapely long legs in my office, but I’m not entirely certain that it’s strictly necessary.”
“Don’t you?” Purdey cocked her head. “The recent threats on your life have been corroborated by highly credible sources. You don’t want to inconvenience the British government by forcing them to appoint a new ambassador to the United States before your term is up, do you?” Purdey looked around the office, then added, “Not to mention the cleaning bill the White House will be sending along for scrubbing your blood out of the carpet. From experience, I know it doesn’t come out with a little red wine.”
“You and your stunning figure make an excellent point,” Marbury conceded, pouring himself what, as far as Purdey knew, was his second scotch of the day, but she had a sneaking suspicion he had a head start. “So, you’re to pose as my aide, are you? Always was up for a spot of roleplaying.”
“Just until the threat has been contained,” Purdey qualified. “But yes, it’s in everyone’s best interest that they don’t know who I really am.”
“Mum’s the word.” Marbury put a finger to his lips conspiratorially and came to stand quite close to the female agent. “But if I’m going to be putting my life in your lovely hands, I’d like to know a little about you.”
Purdey looked heavenward in thought. “Well, I did a spell at the Sorbonne.”
“Excellent! So did I. And Cambridge.”
“I know,” Purdey countered. “I read your file.”
“How flattering.”
“Research,” Purdey said with a smile. “And my daughter’s at Cambridge, so I suppose that’s something else we have in common.”
“I refuse to believe a woman in possession of those gams has a university-aged daughter.”
“I’m sure we’ll test the bounds of your credulity on many occasions in our time together.”
“We can start now, if you have a light on you.” Purdey produced a lighter from her satchel, much to his lordship’s delight. “Don’t tell the Americans you’ve been enabling. They’re terribly touchy about what the smoke does to the drapes.” He lit up and exhaled a long plume with a satisfied sigh. “How did you know?”
“My husband thought it might come in handy,” Purdey said brightly.
“Oh dear. And we were getting on so well.”
“We still are. I quite like you.”
His lordship’s expression lightened considerably. “Do you?”
“Yes, you remind me of my dear old Uncle Elly. He was in the Raj, too.”
“You cut me to the quick, my dear.”
“Oh, don’t be like that,” Purdey scolded gently, pocketing the lighter once more. “We’ll get on perfectly well just so long as you keep your hands to yourself.”
“And if I don’t?”
Purdey smiled sweetly. “I’ll break your back in three places.”
Marbury seemed cheered by this. “Excellent! Spirit and lovely legs. I hope your husband appreciates what he has.”
“He does,” Purdey confirmed. “I quite like his legs as well.” She moved to the door, leaving his lordship to ponder this intelligence. “You have a meeting. Shall we go?”
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Thank you! Brilliant and in-character.
You tube has as numbered set of Marbury scenes, but these are all there really is, so your research was thorough.
"I’m sure we’ll test the bounds of your credulity on many occasions in our time together.”
This had me laughing out loud.
And of course it would. :)
Thank you again!
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(If you like the Lord Marbury scenes, maybe you'd enjoy the rest of The West Wing too - as that is full of intelligent, pleasantly snarky interchange. (Stick to season 1-4 if you do, 'cause after that they changed writers, and that smothered the fun at once))
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“I’m sure we’ll test the bounds of your credulity on many occasions in our time together.” Lol:)
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Love the banter!
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