IJ and Possibilities: An Alternate Universe Drabble Series
I can now be found at pearly_dreams on InsaneJournal as well. Go ahead, friend me, I is lonely. ^^
And I is sick. Blehg. *pouts* Shall read pretty fic until I feel better.
On another, longer, note: I have the next three in the second last! batch of drabbles for Possibilities. But since I am sick (haha excuses) and feeling to blah to actually go about writing out the whole summary/disclaimer/etc. etc. bit, i'll do it quick.
Overall Rating: G. Only 'disturbing' stuff would be a teny weeny bit o' slash. And that's more implied than anything.
Note: The following three drabbles are an arc. They form a little mini story and are kinda my way of expounding the longing for AUPotCWWfic. If that makes any sense. The fourth and final drabble concludes them and the 15 Possibilites indentified herein... but more on that when I get it cut down to size. ^^
1934 AD - Hobo Camp
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The teenage girl hitches her shoulder bag higher and gawks at the hobo camp by the rails. Dirty men call out to her, jeering with undisguised leers. She ignores them today, where she would usually shudder and turn away. Instead, Elizabeth focuses on a pair of young men, little more than kids like her. They are sitting far too close together, knees touching. Her eyes widen as one with long black hair tilts his head and laughs and his green-eyed companion leans in and plants a small kiss on his throat. Now, Elizabeth stumbles on, wondering what she just saw
1941 AD - Hospital
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The young nurse keeps looking at the pilot as though she is trying to place his face. She knows he's the famous bomber, the one who escaped from (outside) Berlin itself but she still keeps trying. Finally, as she finishes changing his dressings she exclaims
"You were a hobo in the Depression! You're - friend had green eyes!"
Jack winces at the memories. He can only wonder at the young woman's remembrance and her pause before saying 'friend'. He can't talk at the moment so he just nods but watches her fearfully- does she know? Will she give him away?
1944 AD - Plymouth Streets
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It's an odd figure they cut, Soldier Turner supporting the famed ace, James Norrington. A one-armed man supporting a man with a gimped leg. The lame pilot bracing himself on Will's shoulder for the daily careen through the streets. All they have in common is the determination not to let any damn war get them.
Will's fighting against the horrorific stump left of his left arm. He has James' private battle figured as a more personal sort, though.
It's out of habit that they slow down at the sight of new Canadian faces.
Will never asks, until James tells him.
Author's Notes: Well. As you might have noticed these all take place in WW2. A little obsession of mine. If they charge anyone so much that they want more... well, I'll be more than willing to oblige. All four (these and the finale) would be included, and more than likely it would turn into a fic. It would also be a long time in coming, I won't lie. It's something I've often dreamt of, since reading an AU potc fic set in WW2 (Jack was a gypsy, Will was American, James was British, Elizabeth was French, Turrow and Norribeth... anyone read it? I didn't read it through LJ...). However, I've lacked some final pull- so if anyone really wants it, I'd be willing to delve into research and suchlike and eventually produce some pretty War fic. ^^ Just a thought.