DOOC: Touchstone by PFL
Jun. 15th, 2008 06:21 pmThis is not what I intended to do today! Blame
corvidology . She very kindly told me that she wouldn't poke me, given the current state of my life. Thank you! Um...but see, this quotation demanded attention:
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings. Down in the Tube Station at Midnight – The Jam
Touchstone
Doyle felt Bodie's fingers gliding over his implant, and he knew all was well. After the fireworks, after sex, Bodie always seemed to be drawn to his face, and the cheekbone. He would stroke it--sometimes just once, sometimes over and over again. Doyle never stopped him, never turned away or rolled over. Everyone needed a touchstone.
"I thought I was going to die." His voice was little more than a whisper. Bodie's fingers stilled. "There were three of them, and they'd cornered me. I don't know why. They'd been drinking."
"You were alone." Bodie's voice was low, and hoarse.
"Yeah. Always was in those days." He tried to shift, but found he couldn't. Bodie's fingers were warm, and that was enough. "Reckoned I'd at least go down fighting."
"I've been there."
Doyle smiled, and wondered if Bodie felt it. "Know you have."
"You remember it, then?"
"Impressions. I remember being hit, and kicked. Remember being called a sodding poofter."
"How original."
"Accurate, though. As it turned out."
"Best revenge--be what they fear."
"All I could do. They were never caught--there was no evidence." He stilled as Bodie coughed, and waited it out. Bodie's hand stayed on his face.
"But you...saw them. Remembered them."
"I'd applied to Hendon."
"Ah."
"Anyway, I survived."
"Never say die, eh?"
"Better than till death do us join."
Bodie's fingers slipped from his face.
"Don't." If Doyle could have moved to stop him, he would have.
"Ray." Bodie sighed, but his hand returned to Doyle's face.
Doyle breathed in, tasting dust and dirt in his throat. There were sirens in the distance--evidence of the world outside. But all that mattered was here, between the two of them. "I don't want your sacrifice."
"It's not always up to you."
Doyle was quiet. Bodie had pushed him first out the door, but they'd both been caught in the blast.
"What is it, Ray?"
"Tell me the truth." His own touchstone, never dared before.
Bodie was the silent one now.
Doyle closed his eyes, and gave him cover. "Hear the sirens? They're coming." They'd be back to normal, back to their lives. They'd heal.
A finger caressed his cheek. "You're not alone." Another brush against his skin. "Never." The last word was a whisper.
Doyle swallowed. "Never say die?"
"As long as you live."
A tightness that had always seemed to be with him, eased. "I'm not dying here."
"I know."
"I'll hold you to it."
He heard the laugh in Bodie's voice. "Till death, then."
Doyle nodded. The sirens had stopped, but he heard voices calling, and giving orders. Bodie shouted back to them. His fingers stayed on Doyle's face. Touchstone.
END
June 2008
Author: PFL
Title: Touchstone
Genre: Slash
Archive Proslib/Circuit: Yes, please.
Notes: I was supposed to be writing something else today. But I've enjoyed the other challenge entries so much...and I wanted to play! Thank you to
elizabethoshea and Anonymous One for telling me not to just delete it.
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings. Down in the Tube Station at Midnight – The Jam
Touchstone
Doyle felt Bodie's fingers gliding over his implant, and he knew all was well. After the fireworks, after sex, Bodie always seemed to be drawn to his face, and the cheekbone. He would stroke it--sometimes just once, sometimes over and over again. Doyle never stopped him, never turned away or rolled over. Everyone needed a touchstone.
"I thought I was going to die." His voice was little more than a whisper. Bodie's fingers stilled. "There were three of them, and they'd cornered me. I don't know why. They'd been drinking."
"You were alone." Bodie's voice was low, and hoarse.
"Yeah. Always was in those days." He tried to shift, but found he couldn't. Bodie's fingers were warm, and that was enough. "Reckoned I'd at least go down fighting."
"I've been there."
Doyle smiled, and wondered if Bodie felt it. "Know you have."
"You remember it, then?"
"Impressions. I remember being hit, and kicked. Remember being called a sodding poofter."
"How original."
"Accurate, though. As it turned out."
"Best revenge--be what they fear."
"All I could do. They were never caught--there was no evidence." He stilled as Bodie coughed, and waited it out. Bodie's hand stayed on his face.
"But you...saw them. Remembered them."
"I'd applied to Hendon."
"Ah."
"Anyway, I survived."
"Never say die, eh?"
"Better than till death do us join."
Bodie's fingers slipped from his face.
"Don't." If Doyle could have moved to stop him, he would have.
"Ray." Bodie sighed, but his hand returned to Doyle's face.
Doyle breathed in, tasting dust and dirt in his throat. There were sirens in the distance--evidence of the world outside. But all that mattered was here, between the two of them. "I don't want your sacrifice."
"It's not always up to you."
Doyle was quiet. Bodie had pushed him first out the door, but they'd both been caught in the blast.
"What is it, Ray?"
"Tell me the truth." His own touchstone, never dared before.
Bodie was the silent one now.
Doyle closed his eyes, and gave him cover. "Hear the sirens? They're coming." They'd be back to normal, back to their lives. They'd heal.
A finger caressed his cheek. "You're not alone." Another brush against his skin. "Never." The last word was a whisper.
Doyle swallowed. "Never say die?"
"As long as you live."
A tightness that had always seemed to be with him, eased. "I'm not dying here."
"I know."
"I'll hold you to it."
He heard the laugh in Bodie's voice. "Till death, then."
Doyle nodded. The sirens had stopped, but he heard voices calling, and giving orders. Bodie shouted back to them. His fingers stayed on Doyle's face. Touchstone.
END
June 2008
Author: PFL
Title: Touchstone
Genre: Slash
Archive Proslib/Circuit: Yes, please.
Notes: I was supposed to be writing something else today. But I've enjoyed the other challenge entries so much...and I wanted to play! Thank you to
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Date: 2008-06-15 11:45 pm (UTC)You have our boys so beautifully, saying just enough to lead us into where they are and letting us feel their connection - just touching.
Those last two sentences - lovely! I shall go to bed now, very happy for this little treat at the end of my day!
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Date: 2008-06-16 02:32 am (UTC)This was just a lark for me today. Because this image came into my head--Bodie stroking Doyle's cheekbone--and I couldn't let it go. I thought maybe it wasn't enough, but my friends told me differently. *g*
I hope you're having a good sleep, even as I'm typing this. And thank you for all the photos today!
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Date: 2008-06-15 11:53 pm (UTC)You see Grasshopper, this is the true 7th Dan black belt pokey stick wielding power, knowing when to prod and when not to prod! *g*
Really lovely, the way it starts out appearing to be them lying in bed together but you didn't cheat, because "fireworks" is right there in that first paragraph too!
"Tell me the truth." His own touchstone, never dared before. Great turning point.
This manages to be very emotionally evocative in the simplest of language and so well suited to the pair of them and the circumstance they find themselves in.
Thank you, I'm so glad you found the time to play! ♥
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Date: 2008-06-16 02:36 am (UTC)Clearly you are a master. Or I'm a sucker for reverse psychology... *g*
I did like the prompt, and it fed me an image I couldn't get out of my head. It did, indeed, actually start with them in bed, but...it changed as I wrote. *g*
Thank you for the prompt, the reverse psychology, and for the comment! I'm very glad you enjoyed it!
*points at the other 59 prompts*
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Date: 2008-06-16 12:03 am (UTC)I always thought more should be done in fanfic about Ray's face. I can't imagine how traumatic an assault would have had to have been, to shatter his cheekbone. That is not something one could easily forget or move past, I wouldn't think.
I can totally see this happening, and how Ray doesn't remember it all that clearly, but clearly enough. And it's so appropriate to see Ray mention Bodie's Army background in the conversation, reminding both of them that Bodie has had difficult times as well.
I can't imagine that you wanted to delete this, but I am so grateful to EOS that she urged you not to.
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Date: 2008-06-16 02:40 am (UTC)I've always liked stories that deal with Doyle's injury. It would, I think, be exactly as you said--something that would mean a lot to him, and would resonate with all sorts of emotions. In this case, I wanted that to be something that Bodie, in a way, took as his own. Proof of Doyle's existence, perhaps.
Anyway, thank you for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2008-06-16 02:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 02:43 am (UTC)Me too. I like stories that give me more when I reread them--when I know what's going on. So, yeah, you've got one idea as you start this, but gradually it turns out you need to readjust your thinking, and then (hopefully), you experience some of what they're experiencing.
I'm so glad you enjoyed it!
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Date: 2008-06-16 04:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 10:39 am (UTC)Hey, but I've done my duty--you can survive until next Sunday evening. *g* And thank you for the compliment! It was just a scene that demanded to be written.
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Date: 2008-06-16 04:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 10:42 am (UTC)Thank you! I'm so glad you enjoyed this!
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Date: 2008-06-16 05:03 am (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2008-06-16 10:43 am (UTC)I was definitely going for the intimate--something really tight, and close, that was meant just for them. A moment that means everything, you know? I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Thank you.
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Date: 2008-06-16 05:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 10:47 am (UTC)Just tightened up my throat and never let go really.
Heh. Excellent. *g* I was going for a quick, intense, intimate scene. That image took me by the throat on Sunday morning. *g*
Right, I'm off for the run now. Thank you! I'm so glad you enjoyed this! Fair exchange, then!
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Date: 2008-06-16 06:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 10:48 am (UTC)Thank you! I did have fun with this one.
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Date: 2008-06-16 10:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 02:15 pm (UTC)Yes, that was my thought. The image came to mind first, and then all sorts of things around it. It seemed like something Bodie might do--not words, but a touch that means everything. Or something like that. *g*
Thank you for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2008-06-16 01:06 pm (UTC)Yeah, I told you I loved it! Thanks so much for writing it.
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Date: 2008-06-16 02:19 pm (UTC)Thank you for your lovely comments!
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Date: 2008-06-16 01:47 pm (UTC)Best line: "Best revenge--be what they fear."
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Date: 2008-06-16 02:21 pm (UTC)Best line: "Best revenge--be what they fear."
I can just see Bodie saying that--and Doyle agreeing.*g*
Thanks for reading a commenting! It's great to see you!
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From:no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 03:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 03:32 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2008-06-16 03:06 pm (UTC)Glad you posted this!
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Date: 2008-06-16 03:35 pm (UTC)Yeah. Tell him, for once, because Doyle knows Bodie's thought about it, and never asked. And then try for his own need and test. Just one little moment between them, but it means everything. Or at least, that's what I was kind of aiming for! *g*
I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2008-06-16 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-16 03:43 pm (UTC)Yeah, I just wanted to convey one moment of intimacy between them. But that moment has a lot of meaning--the past and the future; the two of them and the world at large; trust and tests. I like working in that small realm where every word counts.
So, I had a lot of fun. *g* I'm so glad it worked for you. Nice surprise on a Monday morning, eh? *g*
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Date: 2008-06-16 07:40 pm (UTC)never delete these pieces of yours, never!
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Date: 2008-06-16 08:35 pm (UTC)Oi! It's a happy story, really! Wimp! *g*
Bodie's need to touch Doyle just to be sure he's there and that he can
Yes, exactly.
Doyle's need to have Bodie come clean with him
And that too. You good reader, you! *g*
And it ends happily! *g* Doyle's not going to die; Bodie's not going to die. At least, not today.
Hey, thanks for stopping by and reading this. I like pleasing the person with the icon of the little, shaking rabbit.... *g*
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From:no subject
Date: 2008-06-17 12:03 pm (UTC)My fav bit...
Meah says hello, or she would if she was awake
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Date: 2008-06-17 02:36 pm (UTC)Well, you know, gotta keep you all on your toes! It was fun to play. *g* I'm glad you liked it!
And hello back to Meah, who should be awake by now--although possibly napping again, given that it is exhausting being so cute....
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Date: 2008-06-17 11:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-18 12:32 am (UTC)Thanks so much for reading and commenting. I am working on the coda for next week. It's going to be a bit, er, different. *g*
Lovely and powerful
Date: 2008-06-18 01:58 am (UTC)Re: Lovely and powerful
Date: 2008-06-18 02:50 am (UTC)But, yeah, a novel! One of these days. Really.
Thank you again!
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Date: 2008-06-18 02:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-18 03:28 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it!
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From:no subject
Date: 2008-06-19 09:08 pm (UTC)Doyle closed his eyes, and gave him cover.
That's pure genius.
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Date: 2008-06-19 10:22 pm (UTC)Just a little story, but...lots going on. *g*
Thank you for taking the time to read it and comment! It's good to see you!
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From:no subject
Date: 2008-06-20 02:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-20 03:38 pm (UTC)Thank you for letting me know what you think of it!