FIC: "Tactics" (Chosen, Part Ten) (Harry Sinclair/Karl Urban, Viggo Mortensen)
Title: "Tactics" 1/1
Author: Brenda (azewewish)
Series: Chosen (Part Ten)
Pairing: Harry Sinclair/Karl Urban (Viggo Mortensen)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Vampires still don't exist.
Summary: Karl and Viggo talk...but not really.
Notes: Originally written in 2005, revised in 2009. Takes place one week before the events in "Cherished".
Oath (Part One) | Denial (Part Two) | Rebirth (Part Three) | Treasure (Part Four) | Jealousy (Part Five) | Florence (Interlude One) | Doubt (Part Six) | Taste (Part Seven) | Rush (Part Eight) | Infinite (Interlude Two) | New World (Part Nine) | Tactics (Part Ten) |
"I heard what you said
And I feel the same"
-- Depeche Mode
The way Karl saw it, he had a choice of doing two things. Either he killed Viggo now and spared himself the headache of the inevitable argument -- or they had the inevitable argument and then Karl would be forced to kill him as a result. One was a preemptive strike, the other justifiable homicide.
Either of which was fine.
"You're calculating again," Viggo drawled, sounding far too amused. "Just come out with it."
Fine, argument first. Karl hadn't had a good one in days - not since Harry'd gone off on his latest trip. He'd been out of the country two weeks already, but (thankfully) was expected back next week. Karl could survive that long. And, if he couldn't, well, that's what planes were for.
"Let me guess," Viggo continued, when Karl just stood there, saying nothing and sipping his drink. "You don't like Marcus' latest proposal."
"I believe loathing might be the better word," Karl remarked, gearing up to make his point. "It is positively the most asinine idea he's ever come up with, and that's saying something. The fact that he's a born negotiator doesn't excuse him from excess stupidity. How many more concessions must we make to the mortal governments?"
Viggo didn't move a muscle, but his look requested silence. "As it happens, I agree with you."
"You do?"
"Don't act so shocked."
"I wouldn't, except you never agree with me."
"Never?" Viggo cocked an arrogant brow. "At any rate, the mortals, as you know, like to flex the Agreement from time to time. This is simply one of those times."
"So you'll let Harry take care of it and tell Marcus to bugger off, then."
"Buggering's more your specialty. But yes," Viggo grinned, "it's all being taken care of."
"Is it?" Karl thought about Harry's mysterious 'trip' and frowned. "He didn't tell me."
"And he's supposed to tell you everything?" Viggo laughed then, low and rich. "Ah, but you're right, this is the two of you."
"Shut up," Karl replied absentmindedly. He'd let Harry have his trip, have his secret meetings. But as soon as he got home, oh yes. They'd definitely talk.
Onto "Cherished"
Author: Brenda (azewewish)
Series: Chosen (Part Ten)
Pairing: Harry Sinclair/Karl Urban (Viggo Mortensen)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Vampires still don't exist.
Summary: Karl and Viggo talk...but not really.
Notes: Originally written in 2005, revised in 2009. Takes place one week before the events in "Cherished".
Oath (Part One) | Denial (Part Two) | Rebirth (Part Three) | Treasure (Part Four) | Jealousy (Part Five) | Florence (Interlude One) | Doubt (Part Six) | Taste (Part Seven) | Rush (Part Eight) | Infinite (Interlude Two) | New World (Part Nine) | Tactics (Part Ten) |
"I heard what you said
And I feel the same"
-- Depeche Mode
The way Karl saw it, he had a choice of doing two things. Either he killed Viggo now and spared himself the headache of the inevitable argument -- or they had the inevitable argument and then Karl would be forced to kill him as a result. One was a preemptive strike, the other justifiable homicide.
Either of which was fine.
"You're calculating again," Viggo drawled, sounding far too amused. "Just come out with it."
Fine, argument first. Karl hadn't had a good one in days - not since Harry'd gone off on his latest trip. He'd been out of the country two weeks already, but (thankfully) was expected back next week. Karl could survive that long. And, if he couldn't, well, that's what planes were for.
"Let me guess," Viggo continued, when Karl just stood there, saying nothing and sipping his drink. "You don't like Marcus' latest proposal."
"I believe loathing might be the better word," Karl remarked, gearing up to make his point. "It is positively the most asinine idea he's ever come up with, and that's saying something. The fact that he's a born negotiator doesn't excuse him from excess stupidity. How many more concessions must we make to the mortal governments?"
Viggo didn't move a muscle, but his look requested silence. "As it happens, I agree with you."
"You do?"
"Don't act so shocked."
"I wouldn't, except you never agree with me."
"Never?" Viggo cocked an arrogant brow. "At any rate, the mortals, as you know, like to flex the Agreement from time to time. This is simply one of those times."
"So you'll let Harry take care of it and tell Marcus to bugger off, then."
"Buggering's more your specialty. But yes," Viggo grinned, "it's all being taken care of."
"Is it?" Karl thought about Harry's mysterious 'trip' and frowned. "He didn't tell me."
"And he's supposed to tell you everything?" Viggo laughed then, low and rich. "Ah, but you're right, this is the two of you."
"Shut up," Karl replied absentmindedly. He'd let Harry have his trip, have his secret meetings. But as soon as he got home, oh yes. They'd definitely talk.
Onto "Cherished"