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quigonejinn ([personal profile] quigonejinn) wrote2006-08-31 08:55 pm

The 5 Things Meme.

You know the drill.

Do me a favor and ask for five things. My fandoms are: Star Wars, Hornblower, RPF for Paul McGann and/or other Hornblower actors, Supernatural, West Wing, Venture Brothers, Boondock Saints and really, anything that you might desire to see done in a halfassed way. If anybody wants it, I'll even write Battlestar Galactica, Nip/Tuck, and Harry Potter.

Be greedy and ask for lots. I'm in a rut these days, and writing these short little things will help me pare down my blather tendencies. :D

5 things Hornblower wished he had said to Bush

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-09-22 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
1. There is very little that Hornblower wished he could have said to Bush. So much of their friendship was based on instinctive emtional sympathy and closeness that even for Hornblower, the more articulate of the two of them, half the things that passed through his mind could never have been expressed.

Still: "I've decided to send one of the bomber boat captains."

2. "I'd be much obliged if you'd come visit us at Smallbridge when you have the time, Bush."

3. "Splendid job taking the squadron home, Captain Bush. Absolutely splendid."

4. "Per-perhaps we d-don't, hic, need girls, William."

5. From a dream, and which Barbara heard him attempt in the days after Caudebec: in a never-used tenor,
We won't go home until morning,
We won't go home until morning,
We won't go home until morning,
Till daylight doth appear.

1) Five things Bush never told Hornblower

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-10-01 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
1. There are a great number of things that Bush never told Hornblower. It was the nature of both their relationship and their characters to leave important things unsaid.

The fact that certain things were never said, though, did not mean that they were unexpressed. The important things were communicated.

2. Here is one thing that Bush never expressed to Hornblower, in either words or gesture, though: that he knew his captain was tone deaf. He had known since that night aboard the Renown when Hornblower walked him to bed. Bush had been drunk, but so drunk as to fail to notice that his friend had no idea what Bush had been humming until Bush began applying words to the melody.

3. Here is a second: that he knew Hornblower's children had died of smallpox.

4. Also: that their friendship notwithstanding, Bush had told Lady Barbara to look after his captain.

5. And finally, something that Bush never said, at least not as a form of address: Hornblower's given name. He said Hornblower's given name on a number of occaisions -- describing his friend to family at Chichester, for example, or when talking about Hornblower to friends in Sheerness -- but it was "Hornblower" during intimate conversations and, in other times, "sir" or "Captain" or "Commodore."

Bush died before Hornblower became an Admiral.

2) Five things Hornblower never told Bush.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-10-18 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
1. Snoring. (with regards to Bush)
2. Tone-deaf. (with regards to Hornblower)
3. The arm over the chest -- Hornblower lay under Bush's arm for a while, listening to the rain and the birds starting to wake. Bush was snoring; Brown seemed to sleep silently, and the rain stopped. Hornblower got up and walked out to the where the boat was, and Bush never knew that he'd put his arm over his captain.
4. Hornblower bought the fruit with his last hard cash on hand. While Bush was still weak and while the prize money had not come through, Hornblower made do with ship's rations while the bumboats went up and down the sides with promises of fresh meat and fruit and vegetables and women. Hornblower just set his jaw and squared his shoulders.
5. One night, in Gracay, Hornblower woke and thought, for a moment, that he had returned to the bank by the side of the Loire. There was the sound of rain, and the birds were starting to wake.

Marie was in her room, though, and Hornblower was alone in bed. The arm that he'd felt lying on his chest was, in fact, his own.

3) Five things Hornblower didn't know about Bush.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-10-18 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
1. The order of Bush's sisters.
2. The name of Bush's mother.
3. Whether Bush really did know every dirty song to pass through a seaman's lips.
4. Hornblower had a notion that Bush was from Chichester, and he knew that Bush had grown up in a cottage on the edge of the town, but Hornblower had a very imprecise idea of the circumstances. There was a garden, and the roof leaked, and there was a painting of Bush's father above the mantle, but that was the extent of it.
5. There was very little else that Hornblower didn't know about Bush. He had heard the Trafalgar story; while they were in Portsmouth during the Peace together, Hornblower heard about Bush's temper as a young lieutenant, and while they were captain and captain together near Sheerness, Hornblower heard about Bush's troubles as a mid. In the years after Caudebec, in fact, Hornblower found that he had a vivid memory of all the things that he knew about Bush; they sprang to mind and presented themselves, afresh, for examination, multiple times each day.

4) Five things Bush didn't know about Hornblower.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
1. Almost everything about Hornblower's childhood.
2. Almost everything about Hornblower as a young adult. He met Hornblower as a full-grown man at sea, after all, and Bush had a limitedability ot guess at things that had taken place on land.
3. That both the childhood and the years immeidately following it had been lonely ones. Bush was a convivial man, and he had grown up at sea, where there wasn't space or leisure for loneliness. Even when he was at Gracay, ignorant of French, he had a warm place at the kitchen fireplace if he wanted it and plenty of family
4. How much Hornblower valued him as a friend.
5. How much Hornblower regretted Caudebec.

5) Five times Edrington fell in love.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
1. Five and a half, when he got his first pony. It was an early sixth birthday present because young boys should ride to their fifth birthdays. Edrington has a very clear memory of being wild with delight when he was led out onto the gravel drive and saw the gray standing there, already saddled and at least a full foot taller than him at the withers.

2. Nine, which is the first time that he got a pack of hounds of his own.

3. Nine, same day. Over field and heath and hedge, almost out of his mind with excitement. Cold air, a cold feeling in his hands and legs, and then hot blood oer the over the forehead and cheeks.

4. Fifteen. With female parts and sexual practices entirely expected of a young, goodlooking man.

5. In the normal course of things and in complete honesty, it would be the first time he watched his men go down into battle -- the drums and smoke and shouting that every born Army officer fall sin love with, but for Edrington, it was bound up with a realization of what it meant to be a man, to serve King and Country. To hold responsibility for something entirely within your hands.

The first time he felt it was when he was sixteen. Childhood pets live a long time, but like all things, they come to an end. Edrington did the job himself and shot his old childhood horse himself with a musket that a groom loaded for him.

6) Five times Bush fell in love.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
1. The Nonsuch.
2. The Nonsuch.
3. The Witch of Endor, trim little darling that she was, with her head high above water and sides prettier than anything Bush had ever seen with his own eyes.
4. While bleeding on the deck of the Renown, and Hornblower was begging him to speak. Bush, being a proud man, pretended to be too busy losing consciousness to pay attention to the fact that he was falling headlong in the kind of life that ballad-writers would sing about on the corners if they had any sense.
5. The Nonsuch.

7) Five alcoholic beverages none of Paul Mcgann's various incarnations would ever drink.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
I only know, like, three of them. And, like. Have no inspiration.

1. Nothing. McGann wants you to know that he takes deep pride in being able to drink anything that has ever been set in front of him. Even if it involves sugar frosted on the glass. Or little umbrellas.
2. "What's wrong with umbrellas?" The Doctor wants to know. He'll drink anything. Especially if it has little umbrellas in it.
3. "What're drink umbrellas?" Mo says. He's from Liverpool. Mickey doesn't want him drinking anything with alcohol with it because he's in training, but what Mickey doesn't know won't hurt him. Much.
4. "All right," the Doctor says, after a brief consultation with TARDIS. He sounds a little faint aorund the gills. "Dirty Mexican."
5. Bush wants to know, before he drinks the Dirty Mexican, whether it is properly classifed as a Frog drink (on account of the mayonnaise) or a Don drink (on account of the tequila).

8) Five opinions on why naval hats would have been horribly stupid-looking.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
1. Have you ever seen what Hornblower looks like in one?
2. Image. 1000 words:
3. Hornblower. Bush is not a creative man, but one time, when he'd woken after a particularly restless night and wandered up onto the quarterdeck without thinking about it, Bush thought that his captain rather looked like a seagull had landed on his head and been partially covered with tar.
4. They have an unfortunate tendency to escape. Especially in high winds. And over the sides of ships.
5. What do you mean, stupid-looking?

*RUNS LOW ON INSPIRATION*

9) Five Irate Canon Girlfriends and what they really thought.

(Anonymous) 2006-12-04 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Operating on the theory that at one point or the other, all of Hornblower's girlfriends have been irate: match the irate canon girlfriend to the statement. Match, alos, the mornic writer with no gift for humor.

1. "This man, he brings fleas to my bed!"
2. "This man, he brings babies to my bed!"
3. "This man, he has lieutenants who tell me to go cheer his captain in bed!"
4. "This man, he no longer brings me pineapples. :| Now that he is married, he brings me. . . leaky ships and boxes of sea biscuit."
5. "This man, he is leaving me. Again." *bleeds to death*

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
YOU HAVE NO DOUBT TOTALLY MOVED ON, BUT I FINALLY FIGURED IT THESE OUT. I can't remember whether we had canon about that day or not, but I'm assuming not. And I'm assuming that Graham wasn't present.

1. Remove pipette bulbs from under cheek. Fallen asleep at the laboratory bench again.

2. Do work. Good, solid research, thankfully, not paperwork. There are some slowstones that his much unloved primary investigator thinks could be converted to a leyline-focused weapon -- they can't, Graham suspects, at least not the Moroccan kind that the Lord's Army has to work with.

He's been putting together the setup to test it for the better part of a week.

3. Eat lunch in the break room. Chew slowly. Read the newspaper three times from front to end, mostly to kill time until the teagirl came around with the cart. Nice legs. Nice rear end. Very nice rear end. Smart mouth on her, too.

4. Take slowstone from incubator oven for second grinding under ventilation hood. Bump hip against the gas valve and be reminded of bumping up against Beatrice the day that she -- maybe accidentally, maybe not -- sprinkled ground slowstone on Stewart, who spent a good half hour lagged as hell and pissed as anything and swearing at them in slow motion while he very, very slowly it over to his wand on the other side of the room.

5. Found out about Beatrice.

No memory of anything that happened after that.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
1. Treehouse. Pansy was too young to know it, and Attie only had a vague idea of body parts and cabbage leaves, and they were only tickling, but a hand up the shirt is a hand up the shirt is what sixteen year old boys subsequently feel guilty after they've masturbated to it.

2. "If I'm old enough to play spin-the-bottle, I'm old enough to be kissed with tongue."

3. Dress-up. Pansy was too old to be playing it, but it was raining, and she had a captive audience that hadn't been paying enough attention to her recently. Old-fashioned robes from the attic; they'd belonged to some great-aunt or the author. Attie refused to play along, so he was in a standard black trousers and a gray jumper. She sat on his lap; he tried to put her off, and she put her arms around his neck and hung on for dear life.

He learned and she remebered that there wasn't anything on underneath the antique robe but her knickers -- in the flailing, their noses bumped, and his hand ended up rather far under the robe and up her knee.

Cotton knickers, trimmed with just a little lace around the leg.

4. "It's not like I take up a lot of room on the couch. Not nearly as much as the fat cow you've started seeing."

5. Adrian's parents had a party the summer before Attie was a sixth year. Lake. There was a fountain, so of course Attie and Adrian and C had to dunk each other. Attie was the last one in, and by the time he got out, the party had moved on except for Pansy. She wouldn't help him out of the (hired, imaginary, looked and tasted like pink champagne) fountain because she knew he'd pull her in, and this was a new dress thank you very much, but she had stayed by the side until he got out and waited while he retied his shoes, then had to take them off again because they squelched too much to walk in.

"They hired fireflies," Pansy commented. Attie was trying to pull one shoe off his foot and looked up and saw her face outlined against a bit of the moon.

They took the long way back to the party, talking and looking at fireflies. It had been a while since they were together like this, and they ended up walking hand-in-hand. Lanterns were hung around the paths, here and there, and Attie discovered that if he touched her dress with wet hands, the material stuck to her skin, and he could almost see her skin under it.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
1. Maybe Dementors can take the memory of particular good times on the pitch away from you, but they can't take away the memory of what it means to fly. That's written in the bones.

2. The way that Auntie had put her hand over his when he enlisted.

3. Going back to see the old family place, in ruins maybe, but with the countryside still wild and beautiful around. Attie can't explain why it made him so happy, so maybe happy isn't the word. Maybe pride is.

4. Some woman in the mud of a sewer. She had curly hair and pale skin. Attie doesn't remember her name, but he remembers how frightened she was, and how she'd screamed before she died.

5. A house with trees around. First son, old enough to giggle, but not old enough to walk, but squirming in the arms. Smiling woman wearing a black and white dress with ivy leaves on it and little red coral earrings. It never happened, except insofar as Pansy conjured it up for a fancy one afternoon in bed at the Galleon. Maybe this is why the Dementors can't take it, but the joy at being loved, at being with Pansy, was real enough.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
1. The big order that kept them afloat for the first six months was actually placed by a family friend. Stewart contacted him, asked for a favor, and the friend refused to let Stewart give him the money. "An honor," he said.

2. When Stewart went back to England last year -- rehabilitation tour, they called it; public relations shite, Graham had called it -- Stewart saw some of his family. They were surprisingly friendly, and when his mother still hadn't asked about Graham at the final dinner, he brought Graham up.

Stewart won't ever tell Graham what the old woman said.

3. The truth about how his father died.

4. A fact: If Graham came from a good family, he'd know how Stewart's father died without Stewart having to tell him.

5. It's been eight years since they came to Australia. Ten years since the war ended. Every once in a while, Stewart wakes up, orients himself as lying on the right hand side of the bed, in a comfortable room with his things in it. He decides that he feels happy today, and when he rolls over, he expects to see Beatrix next to him.

[identity profile] krauthead.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
...OMG. THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR MY :D RIGHT NOW. LKSJDFLKSDF!!

I can't believe you got around to this! It fills me with delight! I had somehow forgotten how much I love these characters, AND NOW I REMEMBER! Thank you for doing these!

five things Starbuck really frakking hates about Lee.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
AHAHA. YAY. BSG. (And I haven't seen very much of anything past the middle of season 2, though. And it was really te

1. He can drink. The rules of physics and personal withstanding, she still can't believe he can actually go round for round, shot for shot, with her. It doesn't seem physically possible that he can drink, get drunk, and actually be fun.

2. Self-righteous motherfrakker. When the Gods were making man, they gave him a double dose of self-righteous, got to the end, then sent him back for another dose of it.

3. Why do people respect him? Haven't they ever seen him drunk? Singing and asking if they have drinks with little umbrellas in space?

4. He reminds her of Zack sometimes. Not consistently, not enough so that she can be ready for it and block it out, and plus, her memories of Zack are actually starting to go a little fuzzy around the edges, but here and there, he'll look a certain way. Or do something a certain way. Possibly while drunk.

She's starting to realize that Lee is starting bleed into her memories of Zack.

5. Side roll to the left, roll-off-the-top. He'll stay on your tail until you die or he dies, whichever comes first, but every once in a while, he won't roll quite enough. He still leaves underbelly open

five things she secretly loves and would never tell anyone, especially Lee.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
1. If Starbuck got to choose one person to be stuck on a desert planet with, it would probably be Lee. No, really. He knows how to start fires without matches.

2. He told her about it once, in fact, while they were drinking together. Zack was still scrubbing out in the showers, and she was drinking in anticipation of how shitty the flight review would be since it was with another instructor. He drank to keep her company, and he started telling her about it. The details. The finer points. Kindling material or some shit like that.

3. He really can fly.

4. When he talks to people, if there isn't rank or formality in the way, he likes to stand close. Spend all day in space, locked inside your own suit, and there rapidly becomes something appealing about the idea of having someone close by.

5. After Zack died, she went drinking. At some point, she was really drunk, and she ran into him at a bar. She pulled him aside, took him by the elbow looked him in the eye, and told him that she never really loved Zack at all. He looked at her for a moment, then walked away. A couple minutes later, in the general direction in which he'd walked away, a fight broke out.

He might be a self-righteous motherfrakker who can't actually fly as well as he thinks he does, but Starbuck appreciates him, all the same.

five dreams Roslin had to put on hold when she became impromptu president.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
1. Living.
2. Dying.
3. Throwing up repeatedly into the toilet in a combination of terror and nausea. It's not much of a dream, admittedly, but having your species almost wiped out will do something to change priorities.
4. It was a dream that got put on hold a good bit earlier, but there was a house in the mountains. Traditional, a little old-fashioned, but on the side of a small town. She had seen it when she was touring the colony on behalf of an educational initiative. It was for sale; she could afford it, and if she retired, she could go there.
5. Being free.

Re: five dreams Roslin had to put on hold when she became impromptu president.

[identity profile] plasticity.livejournal.com 2007-05-18 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
It was a dream that got put on hold a good bit earlier, but there was a house in the mountains.

wait, and you didn't see any of season three? notably the episodes where Roslin and Adama talk about building a cottage in the hills on New Caprica, subtext being where they'd shag like teenagers? because, damn, woman.

I do love you for these, btw. all three of them. I love peering into your brain re: these amazing characters. LEE! n'aww. maybe you could get on the writing staff, so there'd be no more late-season-character-assassination-slumps anymore? those are getting old.

now I feel the need to rewatch the first two seasons again. esp the Pegasus arc. bsg!

Re: five dreams Roslin had to put on hold when she became impromptu president.

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-18 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
AHAAHAHAHAHA. OMG. NO. I stopped watching halfway through season two, a little before crazy Admiral, and I saw the first episode of the third season, but that's about all. Clearly, I am in tune with the BSG writers, though with what I've heard about their butchery of Lee and/or Starbuck, I don't know whether that's a good thing to be. XD

And I love Lee with a truly absurd love. Sweet Jesus.

Re: five dreams...

[identity profile] plasticity.livejournal.com 2007-05-18 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
the first 4 eps of season three are more than worth it, as are eps 10-12 of season two. you have a sacred duty to watch them sometime, they are balls-to-the-wall amazing and I think the darkest and best BSG has been.

as for the rest of season three, you just need to watch this speech by Lee in which he criticizes the writers for such a crappy-ass season. it is Lee through and through, all principled and self-hating and noble, will make you fall in love with him all over again, and is the only golden spot in the rest of an unfortunate year. sadly, five minutes does not redeem sixteen episodes...

Re: five dreams...

[identity profile] quigonejinn.livejournal.com 2007-05-18 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
OMG LEE. LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. MY BOY.

Although I have to admit to be mightily distracted by the awesome of Bamber's cuffs in there.

And yeah. I adore the thread of self-hatred that runs through him. It makes my heart warm for reasons that I can't really understand; I supsect it's why I loved even the infamous hooker episode, and kgjdfhda. Will watch Eps 10-12 on your recommendation. I wasn't overly impressed with the little bits of the third season I saw, but I love dark, bleak BSG more than words can express.

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