Some lovely person was so kind to gift
perfect_duet with two months of paid time. Whoever it was, please pm me, so I can thank you properly. :D The gift makes the Oakum Meme so much easier because it brought the subject headers back.
So, once more onto the breach:
Here at this post you will find all prompts/requests we have
so far received on LJ and
on DW
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Even in the dark Stephen would not have missed this path. It wound up, crossing and recrossing the stream, its steps kept open by the odd fisherman after crayfish, the impotent men going to bathe in the pool and by a few other travellers; and his hand reached out of itself for the branch that would help him over a deep place - a branch polished by many hands. Up and up: and the warm air sighing through the pines. He watched the boats below for a while and then sat down by a great stone. The friend had been a mere pretext for this retreat into the country.
He smiled; the conversation with Aubrey about fresh water had offered him the perfect opportunity to leave the ship for a few hours without arousing suspicion. Not that he had anything to hide, but Sophie was small and cramped and he had been missing the wide open spaces and the solitude of the countryside for some time. The commander had ( ... )
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In the afternoon, when the sun was no longer shining from a blazing sky, En Jordi proposed they should take the air in the park not far from the cathedral, as he would like to speak of more personal matters. They walked for a long time in companionable silence. Once, between the pines, Stephen’s uncle asked how he had come to serve in the English Royal Navy: after all, part of his family was Irish and from what had come down through family contacts it seemed he had been sympathetic to Irish independence, or was that not so?
Stephen considered his reply carefully before he explained how he had come to be surgeon aboard Sophie. He also spoke of John Aubrey, her commander, who, though English, showed a high sense of honour and duty and with whom he shared his taste in music ( ... )
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Sure, it was easy for Stephen to strike up a most agreeable conversation with Ramon Mateu i Cadafalch on the steps of the cathedral, with the sun warming the morning air around them. They mentioned Victoria and spoke of details of Lasso’s Missa Osculetur me Osculo in comparison to the Missa Brevis they were about to hear ( ... )
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And the slyness of enough food to feed the five thousand or just Jack!
Thank you; a delight from start to finish.
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A story that purports to be about intelligence-work but is actually all about how much Stephen misses his friend. Awwwwww... it's so sweet :-)
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It was fun to write it within the premises of MC and TGS.
but is actually all about how much Stephen misses his friend. Awwwwww... it's so sweet :-)
Sorry, but I can write only fluff
*sighs* ;D
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*bushes*
I am so thrilled you liked it
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