Dating Challenge by joandarck
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Rating: G, gen
Length: 260 words
Summary: Fraser doesn't get out much.
Moonrise
There was a scratching at the window, and Fraser pushed his chair back. It didn't take two hands to lift the sash, but he used them.
"Forget something?" he said dryly.
Diefenbaker, unabashed, hopped over the sill and trotted to the far side of the bed, returning dragging a battered blue-grey blanket in his teeth.
Pausing by the window, lips curled delicately back, the half-wolf tossed his head a few times until the tail of the blanket flipped up and settled across his shoulders, then leapt out, passing Fraser close enough to hit him - probably accidentally - with his tail. The fire escape shook with metallic protest, rapidly quieted.
"Didja tell him to be home by nine?"
Fraser ignored his guest, watching Dief make his confident way down the alley, the black and puddled pavement like a photographic negative of his native snowfields. The blanket stayed lodged across his back, a few safe inches from the ground.
"Must be the greyhound," he said.
"Come on, it's freezing in here."
It might have been, but it was stuffy with the window closed. Fraser crossed back to where Ray sprawled at the card table, placed directly under the light that buzzed noticeably at the threshold of his hearing and flickered almost to nothing every four minutes and thirty-five seconds.
Ray flicked his cards impatiently. "You in or not?"
There would be time for about two more hours of poker, complaints, and case talk before Ray went home at eleven ("Ma worries.")
Fraser trapped his thighs under the folding table and picked up his cards.
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Rating: G, gen
Length: 260 words
Summary: Fraser doesn't get out much.
Moonrise
There was a scratching at the window, and Fraser pushed his chair back. It didn't take two hands to lift the sash, but he used them.
"Forget something?" he said dryly.
Diefenbaker, unabashed, hopped over the sill and trotted to the far side of the bed, returning dragging a battered blue-grey blanket in his teeth.
Pausing by the window, lips curled delicately back, the half-wolf tossed his head a few times until the tail of the blanket flipped up and settled across his shoulders, then leapt out, passing Fraser close enough to hit him - probably accidentally - with his tail. The fire escape shook with metallic protest, rapidly quieted.
"Didja tell him to be home by nine?"
Fraser ignored his guest, watching Dief make his confident way down the alley, the black and puddled pavement like a photographic negative of his native snowfields. The blanket stayed lodged across his back, a few safe inches from the ground.
"Must be the greyhound," he said.
"Come on, it's freezing in here."
It might have been, but it was stuffy with the window closed. Fraser crossed back to where Ray sprawled at the card table, placed directly under the light that buzzed noticeably at the threshold of his hearing and flickered almost to nothing every four minutes and thirty-five seconds.
Ray flicked his cards impatiently. "You in or not?"
There would be time for about two more hours of poker, complaints, and case talk before Ray went home at eleven ("Ma worries.")
Fraser trapped his thighs under the folding table and picked up his cards.
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Date: 2006-10-06 03:12 am (UTC)And Dief fic! Much yay! :-D
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Date: 2006-10-06 03:14 am (UTC)...I'm not here. You didn't see me.
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Date: 2006-10-06 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-06 03:25 am (UTC)...still not actually here. Shhhhh.
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Date: 2006-10-06 04:33 am (UTC)Oh, FRASER.
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Date: 2006-10-08 05:08 pm (UTC)Anyway. Glad to hear it!
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Date: 2006-10-06 04:46 am (UTC)Vecchio!!!
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Date: 2006-10-06 04:48 am (UTC)Gen!
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Date: 2006-10-06 08:07 am (UTC)Cute!
"Didja tell him to be home by nine?"
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Date: 2006-10-08 05:13 pm (UTC)it makes me want to go watch CotW so I can see that look on his face in the ice field.
Oh, thank you! Thanks for it all, s-chick.
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Date: 2006-10-06 09:03 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-06 09:39 am (UTC)They would have about two hours of poker, complaints and case talk before Ray went home at eleven
oh, fraser. it's not enough, is it?
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Date: 2006-10-08 05:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-08 10:02 pm (UTC)(i almost said fraser was watching dief jealously, but i wasn't sure if that was too strong a word.)
also, even though you say it's gen, you could read it as fraser wanting more of/from ray. possibly not romantically, but maybe!
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Date: 2006-10-09 06:43 am (UTC)Well, I think so. I mean, he acted like he could just go back to Canada in MOTB - it seems like he'd stopped taking the exile thing seriously. Actually from something Thatcher said to him (in the prison one?) I got the impression we're to feel that he chooses to stay because he feels he's been helping people who were otherwise getting overlooked by the system. Which is perhaps more convincing than my previous theory that he stayed because he likes having a best friend (in a gen kind of way!!!)
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Date: 2006-10-08 05:22 pm (UTC)Okay, maybe not.
And I've always loved that icon - so much!
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Date: 2006-10-06 02:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-08 05:27 pm (UTC)This came out of recent discussions (http://joandarck.livejournal.com/121189.html?thread=3221605#t3221605) of the relationship between Fraser and Dief. In a way, he's less affectionate to Dief than most people expect people to be with their pets, but on the other hand, he gives him more power in the relationship, so to speak - it's interesting.
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Date: 2006-10-06 05:30 pm (UTC)And RayV! Ha. That was unexpected. *g*
I can't believe that was only 260 words. ARE YOU SURE?
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Date: 2006-10-08 05:42 pm (UTC)I'm so glad you found it interesting, seeing as how you inspired it (http://joandarck.livejournal.com/121189.html?thread=3228517#t3228517) and all. Basically I was thinking, if you think of Dief as Fraser's id, romping around outdoors with no pants, then... not all of Fraser is here inside, is he? He's living a partial life, and he knows it.
But then at the same time he did choose this, and he does get satisfaction out of it (he likes RayV, he likes his uniform, he likes basketweaving exhibitions at the museum...)
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Date: 2006-10-08 10:05 pm (UTC)aha! *feels justified in suspicions*
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