Fic: Watching the Detectives, C.2

Sep 07, 2008 16:02

Title: Watching The Detectives
Chapter: 2 of 2
Author: djarum99
Rating: R
Pairing: Jack/Norrington
Characters: Jack, Norrington
Warnings: slash, snark
Disclaimer: The Mouse owns them, and has made a handsome profit; I own nothing, and profit not at all
A/N: The conclusion of my response to the potcfest prompt #13, “Jack/James, a detective story.” The setting is ( Read more... )

jack, fic, potcfest, norrington

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djarum99 September 8 2008, 01:03:51 UTC
I loved the Doctor and Agatha episode - I'm just now getting into Who and alas, only caught the last four episodes this season. This story was meant to follow her template for the Satterthwaite and Mr. Quin short detective stories - sorry to hear it fell flat. I'm glad I got it half right, at least, since the main focus is on the J/N relationship, and there is no mystery as great as Jack Sparrow's :-)

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mary684 September 8 2008, 01:42:11 UTC
“Agreed. Tit for tat, question for answer, a drink for each ray of enlightenment. Prefer the Socratic method myself - dialectical, you know - though Diogenes, an honest man, was of the opinion that he borrowed it. Socrates, that is. From Protagoras.”

“Pythagoras. God spare me the philosophy of drunken lunatics.”

“I assure you, I can hold my rum. Protagoras - look it up.”

This bit just has me grinning like a fool. Sooo good! So perfectly Jack, so perfectly James. Awesome!

I truly love that Jack was taken a bit off-guard by James' um...ardor. That was a brilliant little twist and really added so much to the cat and mouse game going on here. Love the talk of giving up the chase -- there's admiration there, each for the other, Jack's of course, hidden in his insolence (you do write Snarky!Jack so very well, BTW)

Can't comment on the Christie, am not all that familiar with her work, but you done the Sparrow-slash proud and I enjoyed the story within the story. And your writing, as always, a gift to behold!

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djarum99 September 8 2008, 02:21:09 UTC
I'm so glad you enjoyed my Jack and James, and their cat and mouse. Norrington strikes me as capable of quite a bit of ardor, once the barriers are down :-) And Jack is right, of course, about Protagoras *g*

The Christie stories play out pretty much the way Jack's interrogatory did here. Mr. Quin is a mysterious character who slips in and out of Mr. Satterthwaite's life, whenever he's stymied by an explanation for tragic events he stumbles across. There's always some allusion to the illusion of a harlequin dress in describing him. Mr. Quin asks his questions, and Satterthwaite always finds the answer hidden in the facts he already knows. The stories are very dated, very 1920's. Apparently not the best device to have used here, but I do love Christie :-)

Thanks so much for the read and your lovely comment ♥

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geekmama September 8 2008, 02:51:44 UTC
Books, and a libertine pirate, fox-eyed and versed in the classics, intent on driving him mad.

Ah, that's what we love about him, isn't it?

Beautifully written, and a really interesting story. Great work!

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djarum99 September 8 2008, 04:15:15 UTC
So glad you like literate, libertine Jack :-) I had a wonderful time writing him with Norrington - I do miss the Commodore.

Thanks so much for reading and commenting ♥

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djarum99 September 8 2008, 04:56:47 UTC
Thank you so much! ♥

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wicked_plum7 September 8 2008, 05:07:59 UTC

....

*is speechless*

My goodness! Norrington is such a saucy little minx, isn't he?

Jack steps to the glass, lifts his arms to brace himself, hair falling to his waist in a wild-night tangle, brushing the hollow at the base of his spine. He isn’t a tall man, his body formed of spare, taut muscle, the sweep of slender bone. Ivory cedes to copper in skin etched by a dozen vicious hands, a score of life’s retributions.

Jack Sparrow wears more scars than any living man should - and not one of them courtesy of him.

The lash, the blade, the brand, the nameless torment that savaged Jack’s forearm, pressed tight against the panes. He wants to leave his mark, some emblem of their battle, knows in the darkest reach of his soul that winning holds no salvation.

Love that! Had me drooling like baby.

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djarum99 September 8 2008, 05:19:29 UTC
Oooh, thanks so much for the drooling! I do think Norrington could be quite...forceful, given the chance ;-)

Appreciate the read and comment, as always ♥

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