The Professionals Big Bang 2011
Title: The True Confessions of Raymond Doyle, or Sea-I5
Author: Sarah K. (tears_of_nienna)
I want to thank my friend Brune for her strong support and firlefanzine for her outgoingness.
Note: Here is the link The Professionals Big Bang 2011 Gallery to the gallery with these images on imgbox in case lj doesn't show them properly.
Click images to enlarge.
Bodie paused in the act of turning away; clearly he hadn't meant for Doyle to find the knife until after he'd left.
"You don't carry a knife, do you?"
"No. Why would I?"
"It can't hurt, you know. Can be...useful, on board a ship."
Yet as he progressed in his climb, the rises and falls of the ship seemed to become exaggerated, as though he were standing on the back of a rearing stallion.
Without really knowing why, Doyle crawled into his hammock with the book in hand, and proceeded to read until the lowering night and his own exhaustion sent him to sleep.
By the next afternoon, even Doyle's untrained eye could see that the clouds massing to the south of them were not typical stormclouds.
He was lying on the bunk in his old cabin, and Bodie was with him again.
Bodie vanished into his cabin, his hand shaking slightly as he gripped the doorknob.
It was a long time before they cared to move.
Link to Fic on lj: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Link to fic at AO3
CREDITS (stockimages):
http://www.rgbstock.com/
Sea surface 1 by Abyla
Cloud and ocean by micromoth
Horizon line 6 by saavem
http://www.sxc.hu/
Old wood deziner02
Pier hhn1234
Chalk Board rpichler
Storm Clouds in the Desert st3v3
http://www.flickr.com/
Tall Ship Kalmar Nyckel by Daren Criswell Photography
US Brig Niagara:
- Back by joeqc
- Front by N Dave Johnson
Cabin by Plllllllllllllla
Wooden Door by wwarby
Author: Sarah K. (tears_of_nienna)
I want to thank my friend Brune for her strong support and firlefanzine for her outgoingness.
Note: Here is the link The Professionals Big Bang 2011 Gallery to the gallery with these images on imgbox in case lj doesn't show them properly.
Click images to enlarge.
Bodie paused in the act of turning away; clearly he hadn't meant for Doyle to find the knife until after he'd left.
"You don't carry a knife, do you?"
"No. Why would I?"
"It can't hurt, you know. Can be...useful, on board a ship."
Yet as he progressed in his climb, the rises and falls of the ship seemed to become exaggerated, as though he were standing on the back of a rearing stallion.
Without really knowing why, Doyle crawled into his hammock with the book in hand, and proceeded to read until the lowering night and his own exhaustion sent him to sleep.
By the next afternoon, even Doyle's untrained eye could see that the clouds massing to the south of them were not typical stormclouds.
He was lying on the bunk in his old cabin, and Bodie was with him again.
Bodie vanished into his cabin, his hand shaking slightly as he gripped the doorknob.
It was a long time before they cared to move.
Link to Fic on lj: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Link to fic at AO3
CREDITS (stockimages):
http://www.rgbstock.com/
Sea surface 1 by Abyla
Cloud and ocean by micromoth
Horizon line 6 by saavem
http://www.sxc.hu/
Old wood deziner02
Pier hhn1234
Chalk Board rpichler
Storm Clouds in the Desert st3v3
http://www.flickr.com/
Tall Ship Kalmar Nyckel by Daren Criswell Photography
US Brig Niagara:
- Back by joeqc
- Front by N Dave Johnson
Cabin by Plllllllllllllla
Wooden Door by wwarby