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WiP Meme
Only a week after everyone else! Lines from 3 WiPs. Find the common element, it's... not that hard.
1.) Fringe Sedoretu fusion, double drabble excerpt:
It still helps to have a proper marriage, when you're climbing the Bureau ladder. Applicants can't marry, Olivia had heard, interns ought to look around, junior agents call matchmakers, senior agents must marry. Olivia had given up on the conventional path a long time ago. There had been a note in Agent Lee’s file, rumors of a possible match with Agent Danzig and his partner Julie, this or that Morning woman trying on the set.
The inversion struck her in the Fringe lab, one afternoon: two women and a man untangling the wreckage of Walter's fungal experiments, misplaced and rediscovered post-Gus; the sense of something missing floating in the air like dust motes catching the amber sunlight. She thought she saw the same thought cross Lincoln’s mind hours into an all-nighter, sipping one coffee while juggling three cups more.
It took Lincoln a few days more to wrinkle out Astrid and Olivia's moieties: Morning for Astrid, the Evening shared with Olivia. Olivia kept her focus on her computer search, reluctant to know if the subtle disappointment that shadowed her heart was mirrored in Lincoln’s.
"My son was a Morning boy," Walter added, soft and sad. "A bright boy, so bright."
(Assume S4 goes off the rails after "Subject 9" in such a way that get the blueverse set marry and live happily ever after, or as happily as possible in two joined-at-the-hip universes with an alternate timeline each, and Walter as an in-law.)
2.) "Adjunct Talent" (Fringe / YW crossover)
Astrid had a standing New York girls’ weekend with her college roommate. In theory, at least; in practice, they didn’t exactly bat .500. And when they did manage to get together, the weekends didn’t necessarily stay in New York. One crisp Saturday morning in late autumn, Astrid stepped off the train at Grand Central and through a series of worldgates to “a nice beach on a planet that I am positive has nothing going on,” juggling her bag and Nita’s giant beach umbrella.
“How can you afford this?” Astrid asked, kicking off her shoes and digging her toes into the hot sand. She squinted at a horizon much higher and further than Earth’s, enfolding a distant, deep blue sky. “The transit costs-”
“I know someone in the Rirhait B Crossings Stationmaster’s office. Piggy-backing on that cargo shipment saved us a bunch of energy.” Nita’s bags hit the sand with a satisfying thump. “Wizard’s holiday; what did you want to talk about?”
(There's some later S4 fix-it creep that needs to be rooted out of this ostensibly S1 story.)
3.) The Amber Job (Fringe / Leverage, redverse, drabble excerpt)
Knock Over a Bishop
"Joshua Rose?" Parker side-eyed the woman across the table. "Small time bank crook. Got ambered in his last job." Amateur, the body language said.
"Rumor is, someone got him out of the amber," Maggie said calmly. I would dearly love to know how, she didn't admit. Her contacts were clear Parker wouldn't care. "If there's a rumor, there's an investigation, and if there's an investigation of a quarantine site there's a file on the Fringe Division servers. I want to hire you to acquire the hard drive containing that file."
"Stealing from the Department of Defense? That's so crazy, I'm in."
And then there's "A Redder Shade of You", which is stalled on my inability to figure out how to get from 4x01 to 4x17 without a lot of artistic license, or Lincoln catching an idiot-ball.
1.) Fringe Sedoretu fusion, double drabble excerpt:
It still helps to have a proper marriage, when you're climbing the Bureau ladder. Applicants can't marry, Olivia had heard, interns ought to look around, junior agents call matchmakers, senior agents must marry. Olivia had given up on the conventional path a long time ago. There had been a note in Agent Lee’s file, rumors of a possible match with Agent Danzig and his partner Julie, this or that Morning woman trying on the set.
The inversion struck her in the Fringe lab, one afternoon: two women and a man untangling the wreckage of Walter's fungal experiments, misplaced and rediscovered post-Gus; the sense of something missing floating in the air like dust motes catching the amber sunlight. She thought she saw the same thought cross Lincoln’s mind hours into an all-nighter, sipping one coffee while juggling three cups more.
It took Lincoln a few days more to wrinkle out Astrid and Olivia's moieties: Morning for Astrid, the Evening shared with Olivia. Olivia kept her focus on her computer search, reluctant to know if the subtle disappointment that shadowed her heart was mirrored in Lincoln’s.
"My son was a Morning boy," Walter added, soft and sad. "A bright boy, so bright."
(Assume S4 goes off the rails after "Subject 9" in such a way that get the blueverse set marry and live happily ever after, or as happily as possible in two joined-at-the-hip universes with an alternate timeline each, and Walter as an in-law.)
2.) "Adjunct Talent" (Fringe / YW crossover)
Astrid had a standing New York girls’ weekend with her college roommate. In theory, at least; in practice, they didn’t exactly bat .500. And when they did manage to get together, the weekends didn’t necessarily stay in New York. One crisp Saturday morning in late autumn, Astrid stepped off the train at Grand Central and through a series of worldgates to “a nice beach on a planet that I am positive has nothing going on,” juggling her bag and Nita’s giant beach umbrella.
“How can you afford this?” Astrid asked, kicking off her shoes and digging her toes into the hot sand. She squinted at a horizon much higher and further than Earth’s, enfolding a distant, deep blue sky. “The transit costs-”
“I know someone in the Rirhait B Crossings Stationmaster’s office. Piggy-backing on that cargo shipment saved us a bunch of energy.” Nita’s bags hit the sand with a satisfying thump. “Wizard’s holiday; what did you want to talk about?”
(There's some later S4 fix-it creep that needs to be rooted out of this ostensibly S1 story.)
3.) The Amber Job (Fringe / Leverage, redverse, drabble excerpt)
Knock Over a Bishop
"Joshua Rose?" Parker side-eyed the woman across the table. "Small time bank crook. Got ambered in his last job." Amateur, the body language said.
"Rumor is, someone got him out of the amber," Maggie said calmly. I would dearly love to know how, she didn't admit. Her contacts were clear Parker wouldn't care. "If there's a rumor, there's an investigation, and if there's an investigation of a quarantine site there's a file on the Fringe Division servers. I want to hire you to acquire the hard drive containing that file."
"Stealing from the Department of Defense? That's so crazy, I'm in."
And then there's "A Redder Shade of You", which is stalled on my inability to figure out how to get from 4x01 to 4x17 without a lot of artistic license, or Lincoln catching an idiot-ball.
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1) I LOVE the sedoretu concept and would love to see it played out Fringe-style. I haven't played with it myself because it's hard to think beyond Everyone/Everyone with this fandom, for me.
2) Hope you do post this one. I don't recall any s4-creep in the draft I saw?
3) YES YES YES I have only wanted a Fringe/Leverage crossover since EVER, pretty please more.
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1.) The genesis of this was "it would be in the spirit of late S4 that, if this were O, Olivia and Lincoln would absolutely share a moiety." And it goes from there.
2.) I'm staring at it trying to decide if it's all in my head or not. Probably 99% in my head. But it feels like, thematically, the beginning does not go with the end. I'm going to give it another once-over and then release it into the wild, I think.
3.) Okay, unbeta'd attempt to get various characters in one place, and to write something happy-ish. Also, to let my geek flag fly:
“Learn about art, Captain,” an actor in blue makeup and CGI’d glowing red eyes boomed richly across Nate’s darkened living room. “When you understand a species’ art, you understand a species.”
Hardison had claimed one side of the couch, a two-liter of his favored orange soda balanced precariously on the leather arm; on the other end, Agent Dunham slid under Peter’s arm, wedging a bowl of popcorn between her and Agent Lee. Lee’s double sprawled on the floor, strategically positioned to stage-whisper to Astrid and Parker, who had claimed the lounge chairs.
“Remind me why this is important again?” Nate asked the other Hardison. Alec looked up from the laptop ensconced in a mess of cables writhing off the breakfast bar.
“It is Star Wars,” Alec enunciated. “The first Star Wars movies that were made after Lucas died. The Thrawn trilogy had amazing bad guys and Mara Jade. I mean, look at her.” The movie had cut away to a forest hideaway. The camera tracked a red-haired woman entering one building, and making her way to a central room with a leafy tree as green as her cold hard eyes. “Ex-Emperor's Hand, Jedi powers, ass-kicking powers... I cannot believe y’all are missing out on this once in a lifetime opportunity to experience the cultural exchange between our universes.”
“Someone has to keep an eye on the data uplink at this end,” the other universe’s Agent Dunham said from the laptop speaker. “And on Walter.”
“Linc’s made Livvy and me watch the entire trilogy more than once,” Charlie put in. “This way, you guys can deal with the boss on a caffeine high.”
“Yeah, I’m getting that,” Nate said, as Hardison shhhh’d Captain Lee’s lip-synching to a conversation between the redhead and her boss. “Do not make me throw popcorn at you,” Peter added threateningly.
Nate continued, “Alec, how’s the uplink coming?”
Alec sat back. “Code’s running,” he replied, stretching. “Database should be unencrypted in a couple hours.”
Nate muted the microphone. “Alec,” he said, under the racket of the movie. “When we’ve got the Show-Me database cracked, can you look up someone for me?”
He looked at Nate. “Might be,” he said. “What are you looking for?”
“Just one person,” he said. “Sam Ford. Born 1998 in Los Angeles.”
“Oh my God,” someone said from the couch, “Peter, don’t take this the wrong way-”
Peter sighed. “Heir to the Empire came out right before Walter was institutionalized, okay? Assume all crazy Jedi parallels have been noted. And shut up, Linc.”
“I think it's time to cut off the coffee,” Astrid put in, as the other side’s Hardison looked at Nate oddly.
“Yeah, I’ll check with Maggie, see what I can do,” Alec said, and unmuted the mic.
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2) Post soon. :)
3) don't mind me, I'm just over here biting my lip to keep the squee from scaring the cats
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watch the first three seasons, it's awesome, get your hands on a fandom overview and watch 3x03 "Remedial Chaos Theory" and as much of the handshake compilation as you can take, at the absolute least. Since it's a 30 minute show, also pick upall of S2, come on, there's trampolines, and zombies, and a claymation Christmas specialthe Top Five recommendation list, available on request.no subject