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J/B Snippet: User (PG)

Oct 06, 2007 19:23

Title: User
Author: arrow00
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Rating: PG (language)
Wordcount: 530
Categories: pre-slash
Summary: Jim is a little down on himself.
Also, he's a tiny bit religious in this one.
Notes: This was prompted by janedavitt's
Call of Duty.

( User )

blair, fic, jim, j/b, sentinel

Comments 12

roslynsmuse October 7 2007, 03:11:17 UTC

Very believable orientation from someone used to so much responsibility and so little credit from a young age. Nicely done!

Roslyn

arrow00 October 7 2007, 18:45:25 UTC

Thank you kindly! Poor Jim...

janedavitt October 7 2007, 03:43:05 UTC

Oh, thiis says so much about Jim and the demons that haunt him. Sad and chilling and poignant, all at one.

arrow00 October 7 2007, 18:45:47 UTC

High praise, my sweet. Thank you.

redgirl72928 October 7 2007, 03:51:09 UTC

Wow! that last three paragraphs pack quite a punch! I think you nailed Jim down, especially on his less charitable with himself days. I really enjoyed this.

arrow00 October 7 2007, 18:46:56 UTC

Your icon is drool-worthy.

Thanks much. I'm glad you enjoyed!

callistosh65 October 7 2007, 08:32:32 UTC

Grace of God, or the Devil. Maybe they're together on this. The one testing Sandburg's faith, and the other seducing me to sin.

Blair's faith. My sin.

Wonderfully written portrait of Jim having a dark night of the soul, and the above quote packs quite the punch. I do love an angsty Jim, but it's hard to do and keep him in character, and you do it perfectly here. Thanks for this!

arrow00 October 7 2007, 18:48:54 UTC

Thank you kindly for reading and commenting!

I hope things look better for him in the morning. :)

intheyear2004 October 7 2007, 09:55:37 UTC

Well, that's the way I've always seen it. Glad to hear your Jim agrees with me.

arrow00 October 7 2007, 19:05:44 UTC

But I think Blair wouldn't see it that way. He'd say:

The first thing I did when I met Jim Ellison was lie to him. The man was terrified he was gravely ill, and I played on his desperation and spun him a bullshit song and dance. I've been lying ever since, a lie of omission--the truth is, I don't know what I'm doing. He trusts me every day with his senses, his sanity, his life and his career, and I'm making all this shit it up as I go along ( ... )