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Fic update - Final Chapter of PotC Fic

Thanks for enduring today's spam. This story was inspired by the song, "The Mariner's Revenge" by the Decemberists, and written for anelith with love and joy. Thanks to those who have read and fed all along, so very very kind of you - an excellent welcome to the PotC fandom that was greatly appreciated. Huge thank you to cherusha for being one of the absolute best betas I've yet to work with - and for being a fantastic friend, to boot.

Title: You Had a Charming Air, All Cheap and Debonair, Part 15/15
Author: Stoney321
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Rating/Pairing: PG-13 / Sparrow, Norrington
Summary: Set decades after PotC1, with flashbacks to 1 and after. Who doesn't like a little cat and mouse? Except, who's the cat and who's the mouse?
Disclaimer Own nothing, make not one red cent, the House of Mouse owns all. And you haven't seriously read this sentence, have you?

[Prologue, 1] [2 ] [ 3 ] [ 4 ] [ 5 ] [ 6 ] [ 7 ] [ 8 ] [ 9 ] [ 10 ] [ 11 ] [ 12 ] [ 13 ] [ 14 ]



You Had a Charming Air, All Cheap and Debonair

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PART FIFTEEN

James set his mug down on the worn bar in front of him, riveted in his seat. He had first thought the old sailor looked like a natural storyteller, and it seemed that once again, James Norrington's - Handsome Jim to those that asked - instinct had been as true as ever. He had come across various tales of the "great battle" between himself and Sparrow, but they were either so far-fetched, "The Hand of Satan himself came up and clutched them both to their watery graves;" insulting, "The Scourge was afeared of the Pirate King - king? - and made his last days raising sheep in the Americas;" or absolutely preposterous, "I heard that Old Jack sang a song to the sea, and a great whale ate The Scourge, and carried Sparrow down to a watery kingdom of mermaids," that he hardly listened to the tales anymore.

But this old man seemed to have the very legend that Jack had created that one morning long ago on the decks of the Black Pearl. James had scoffed at the plan - such ridiculousness. He couldn't believe that anyone would believe such an outlandish fish tale, especially based on the words of a few soggy and moaning sailors plucked from the waves. But Jack knew a bit more about the common man than did James, and the plan had worked.

"Waiting fer The Scourge? Bless my soul..." The one-eyed pirate crossed himself again, and James rolled his eyes thinking that should either of those two old codgers actually die tonight, they would be blessed above and beyond need to enter the pearly gates. "But what of the whale?"

"Ach, and there's where ye ken how crazed both men had become. Blown from his ship, bloody and half-broke though the Scourge was, he had called upon unnatural powers himself and weren't finished, not by a shot. He found his musket and was aimin' t'shoot Sparrow off the deck when Old Jack caught sight of him amongst the waves and dove in."

Old one-eye gasped.

"Yar. Crazed Jack was, too. And there they were, cussin' and bitin' and scratchin', tryin as best as he could t'kill the other one, both almost drownin' from the effort. The crew of the Pearl hollered out and threw a line to their captain, for they could see the great black shape rising from the depths o'the sea. But they were both so fixed on ending the other, they never saw what was coming. The sea roiled and boiled and split apart right underneath them, then both men shot up into the air, still locked in their battle. The great fish's mouth pushed them up, tossed 'em, ye might say, then -" He clapped his hands together and lowered them. "Swallowed them both up, with naught a boot nor tooth to send home to bury."

"And to this day..."

MacDougal nodded, "To this day sailors pass by that part o'the sea by Bermuda. Whole ships'll go missing, such is the Sparrow's wrath at bein' ate whole and losing his ship while mortal."

The one-eyed sailor sat back, gobsmacked. James, while impressed with the old man's storytelling, knew that he was still in this mortal coil, and not serving as a meal to a great whale on the bottom of the ocean. And he also knew with certainty that Jack Sparrow was not presently a ghost haunting the Pearl, or any other ship. Just my home, but that's neither here nor there. Amazing how a simple plan had burgeoned into the very legend Jack had prophesied. But is it prophecy if you make it come to pass?

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The crew aboard the Pearl opened a few sails and weighed anchor, moving into firing range, but out of range of any debris. Anamaria and Jack handpicked four trustworthy crewmen, headed up by the bo's'un, Mr. Gibbs, to knock each other about so as to bruise and bloody themselves accordingly - with promise of recompense in the form of gold or rum, take their pick - and then they would board a jollyboat and remain near the wreckage. Jack gave the signal and the gunners fired the cannons. The third cannon struck the very heart of the man-of-war and she went up with a massive explosion. Flaming bits of wood and sail - and some bodies, James was horrified to see - fell back to the water with sickening plops. A large column of smoke was already climbing high in the sky.

After a moment of surveying the wreckage, James felt Jack's hand lay softly on his shoulder. "Weren't anyone worth savin', she tells me. They came across another pirate ship, and the damage had been done. She's a good woman, and a good captain, besides." The tension left his shoulders at that. No matter how much he may have wanted to live, he would never had consented to saving his own life by taking the life of anyone else. "Such waste. So many lives lost for the sake of a bit of gold. I'll assume they were pirates as well?"

Jack gave his shoulder a final squeeze then stepped back to the helm. "Aye. Slaughtered by another ship when they didn't feel like givin' up what they had taken. Look sharp, James. Make sure those men get lowered and have their stories straight."

James gave a small nod, then walked with Mr. Gibbs to the jollyboat where the other three men were waiting.

"Fer an uptight Navy man, ye turned out okay, lad. You know... I didn't desert 'cause I was lazy. It was 'cause I was tired of toeing the line t'so many rules that I couldn't get to the sailin' part. That's all a man like me wants, anyway."

James gave Mr. Gibbs a small smile and a nod. "Let's get your men lowered. And mind that you all keep quiet except for Gibbs, here, or you'll not get your pay, understood?"

The men looked up into the fierce face of James Norrington, standing tall and proud on the deck and all broke into grins. "Yar!"

James rolled his eyes, turned, and smiled. He crossed the deck to Jack at the helm, also known as Rachel, and pulled Jack's spyglass from its cubby.

"And that's all? You honestly think blowing up a ship, planting a few stories is all that's needed for this plan of yours to work?"

Jack took a step back, motioned for James to take the wheel, and leaned against the low railing of the quarterdeck. "Fairly certain. Pretty sure. Most likely," he scratched his chin braids, deep in thought. "Well, if not, it was great fun blowing up one of the Crown's beloved ships. Besides, the hold's loaded up with a fair amount of yer friend Honeychurch's stolen goods, so we're stickin' it to him no matter what, eh?"

"Sparrow-!" James warned.

"Relax, James. Hmm. Better come up with an alias. Jim worked. Besides, it's close enough to your true name that you're apt to not forget to answer when called. How about..." He spread his hands wide, looking off in the distance, "Handsome Jim?"

James rolled his eyes.

"No, no, it's got a certain ring to it. You'll have to grow your hair out. Get an earring. Possibly a tattoo. Say, I know a girl in Freeport does this thing with dragons, we'll-"

"The first thing we are going to do it make port and get me off this blasted ship. I have a letter to a governor that needs writing, or have you forgotten?"

"Fine, fine. We're close to me home, anyway."

"You have a home?"

"Never use it. Won it off a captain in a game of cards."

James snorted.

"Oh, I can play cards, James. Jim. But if I had won that night..." Jack broke into a grin.

James gave his head a small shake. "Even you aren't so arrogant to try and make me believe you had all of this planned from that night."

"Planned? 'Course not. But I've not had as much fun in all me days sailing as I've had with ye, and that's the honest truth."

"Land ho!"

The two looked up and saw MacTavish waving from the crow's nest. Jack turned to James, clapped his shoulder, smiled broadly and said, "Welcome to your new life, Jim."

~*~

MacDougal reached into his pocket for enough coins to pay the tab when the barkeep stayed his hand. "Been taken care of," and the barkeep nodded towards the door, then shrugged. "Musta left already."

MacDougal and his friend beamed drunkenly at each other. All that drinking and not a penny spent - it had been a good night for the both of them. Outside the tavern, James shrugged on his coat and sank back into the shadows, waiting. After a moment, the two old men came out, arms slung companionably over each other's shoulders, and staggered their way to the docks. James was curious as to which ship they belonged to - and whether it was legitimate or not. He still had a letter to write before the night was through. Governor Swann, old though he may be, had never failed him in the many years that James - Handsome Jim to those who asked - had been undercover.

The age of piracy was drawing to a close, and James wondered briefly if Jack Sparrow's aging had anything to do with it. He laughed to himself, thinking the old myths and legends from the sailors' stories that night had bled into his subconscious. Jack may be getting on in years and wasn't as driven to take sail and see what could be... found, but James was certain the two weren't connected. Mostly. Fairly certain. Quite possibly completely unrelated.

The sailors made their way to a two-masted ship sitting low in the water - her hold had already been filled, it appeared. The name was printed on the side in gold filigree: The Sparrow. James snorted. Any ship that took that name was most certainly not in the King's Navy. He'd be sure to include the name in his latest missive to Swann. His mission for the night completed, his bones aching from his long day, and his head filled with stories from long ago, James was ready to retire for the night.

He climbed the hill behind the village towards the small cottage overlooking the water and saw a pair of boots sitting by the front door. He looked out to sea and saw black sails on an old ship just before it disappeared behind an outcropping of large rocks. He grinned to himself and picked up his pace, almost home.




EPILOGUE


James toed off his socks and flexed his long feet before the fire that Jack had built earlier in the night, then sank into his large chair with a sigh.

"Did they mention my deal with the devil?"

James chuckled, "Of course."

"Heh. Sure they did. 'S one of the best parts. Were we locked in a death battle in the ocean, or was it the one where I'm carried down to a watery wedding bed on the backs of virginal mermaids?"

James turned his neck to find his friend in a matching chair inches away, eyes closed and feet at the fire. "Virginal mermaids? I don't believe I've heard that particular version before."

Jack laughed, "Oh, that's one of me favorites. Heard a Mussleman tell it once and 'twas seventy virgins with great silvery fins that saved me from the wicked and ugly Scourge."

"Ugly?"

Jack cracked one eye and laughed, then rested his hand on his friend's arm. "You got to be Handsome in yer new life, I'm just a ghost. 'Bout as grey as one now at any rate."

James laid his hand over his friend's for a moment, then fell into a companionable silence and eventually was lulled to sleep by the sound of Jack's snoring in his chair.



END.
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Comments

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sweptawaybayou
Mar. 6th, 2006 06:40 am (UTC)
*sigh*

That was the BEST out~of~my~fandom story I've ever read. Absolutely riveting and perfectly done. I simply wanted it to go on and on and at the same time, I wanted to know how it would end.

**applauds wildly**

Thank you, thank you, thank you.
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 06:45 am (UTC)
*little tear... little bit*

SNOW! Quit! *hugs you tight* Thanks, cookie. That's just absolutely lovely of you to say.
kenazfiction
Mar. 6th, 2006 07:51 am (UTC)
FANTASTIC! Brava! A delightful tale, a delightful ending. I loved every minute of it!
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 07:58 am (UTC)
Yay! Oh, joy! Glad you liked it and thanks for taking the time to tell me.
timeofchange
Mar. 6th, 2006 07:51 am (UTC)
Aaah. Just perfect. I got behind by several chapters, but that gave me the change to read the last few all at once. It's a great tale.
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 07:59 am (UTC)
Hurrah! Glad you still wanted to read, and that it was fun to do so.
*beams*
cherusha
Mar. 6th, 2006 08:02 am (UTC)
omgeeeeeee! You've singlehandedly made me love my Mondays. And three whole chapters? Score!

*wills lunch break to role around*
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 08:05 am (UTC)
*stares at clock and concentrates to make TIME MOVE FASTER*

Also: *bites nails*
Also, Part Deaux: *PINES* <-- for you, obviously.
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stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 08:38 am (UTC)
*heaves a HUGE sigh of relief* I'm so glad you liked it!! I had a lot of fun writing it and figuring out just who they were, these two men I've come to love.

*cough* And I'm writing a dark piece about these two, currently. Um, mostly because I kept getting ideas for smut while writing this, but smut didn't seem to fit this particular tale...

SO HAPPY!! (And you have a copy of the song, right? The Decemberists' song this was inspired by?)
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stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 08:38 am (UTC)
Oh, thanks! Very much appreciated.

*beams and blushes*
classics_lover
Mar. 6th, 2006 08:49 am (UTC)
Wonderful.

I can't think of a single thing I can say.

A perfect ending. Well done.
*adds to Memories*
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 08:54 am (UTC)
*bites lip*

Thanks. So very, very much.
thepiratequeen
Mar. 6th, 2006 11:05 am (UTC)
Yay! Now I can read it. It's not that I didn't trust you to finish it. It's just that cliffhangers and having to wait for things and being patient are all things I am very, very bad at so I never read WiPs. I wouldn't even read unfinished book series until the Harry Potter books broke that rule. Can't wait to read it all.
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 11:09 am (UTC)
HELLO STRANGER!! *hugs and smooshes* Oh, pah. I have MONSTER WIP fear, so you don't have to worry about waiting until it's done. Unless something is recced by a trusted friend that I won't care that it isn't finished, I wait, too.

Hope you like it - and miss you!!

(Now I'm off to lay out and work on my tan. Heh. Texas rules. :D )
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sandsitive
Mar. 6th, 2006 12:31 pm (UTC)
A Masterpiece!
I just so loved this story that I hate to see it end. Well Done!! Will be watching for more of your writing.

~Applause, applause~ ~Standing ovation~
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 02:02 pm (UTC)
Re: A Masterpiece!
*catches a rose in my teeth*

Thank you! *laughs* Glad you liked it. The next bit for this fandom is about as dark as I get, so... quite a bit different than this. You've been warned! (And thanks again)
elessil
Mar. 6th, 2006 03:39 pm (UTC)
Yay! THey're friends! They grow old together! *squees like a mad bitch*

I *adore* this explanation for the Bermuda Triangle!
stoney321
Mar. 6th, 2006 05:02 pm (UTC)
Yay! The Bermuda Triangle legend was clear! So glad you liked it, and that you took the time to tell me! Thanks so much.
sandssavvy
Mar. 6th, 2006 08:17 pm (UTC)
Great ending.
This story was well thought out and a great read.
stoney321
Mar. 7th, 2006 04:53 am (UTC)
Glad you liked it! Thanks so much for trying out a n00b Sparrington writer.
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stoney321
Mar. 7th, 2006 04:53 am (UTC)
Hurrah! Glad the ending was satisfactory. Thank you for all the support along the way!
paynbow
Mar. 8th, 2006 11:42 am (UTC)
Fantastic! I'm so glad I read that, even though PotC isn't an online fandom I belong to.

The voice and tone fit perfectly with the movie. You had the characters down pat. I loved the idea of freeing Norrington from his stiff life, and how you worked in "legitimate" profiteering in the British Navy. I also loved the relationship between Jack and Norrington. You had Norringtong thaw over the course of years, which fit perfectly with his character. Great story! *smooches*
stoney321
Mar. 8th, 2006 12:32 pm (UTC)
YAY! Best thing you could have said to me, thank you so very much! This was a lot of fun to write. Humor! Adventure! Plot! Snark! It's been a while.

*hugs*
zyrya
Mar. 30th, 2006 12:59 pm (UTC)
Evil real life delayed further reading!

Comments are disabled for chapters 13 and 14, so this might get a bit messy.

Chapter 13

I love the repetition of "Rachel, also known as the helm". I don't know why that tickles me, but it does.

And I'm very pleased you found a part for Mr Gibbs (even a miniature one), as he's one of my favourite characters.

The UST is delicious. I know I can't hope for any more because of the PG-13 rating and because it's a comma and not a slash, but you've written their mutual attraction very deftly, on so many levels - competition, lust, mutual understanding, compassion, misfittedness, companionship - that I'm very much looking forward to reading the prison fic!

I like your restraint in writing accents; you've struck a good balance between being colourful and being intelligible.

I think 'the military' is anachronistic here. Rather, it would be 'the Navy', as the idea (and reality) of a combined/general armed services wasn't much in vogue until the 20th century (even though naval ships always carried a contingent of marines).

Bucket of bolts, hee! The Pearl does bear quite the resemblance to the Millenium Falcon!


Chapter 14

Some spelling errors here (and I checked real close up this time): 'Portugeuse' for 'Portuguese', 'conceeded' for 'conceded' and 'lept' for 'leapt' ... although that last one is in dialogue so I'm not sure if it's intended.

'Plan on extending...' is very modern and American; I think Norrington would say 'Plan to extend', if you must use 'plan', but 'plan' is anachronistic here.

I love Anamaria's tirade :D

There's a good balance between the suspense you built for Jack's plan and the actual plan. I've read a few stories lately where the action doesn't live up to the space devoted to concealing it, so this point is particularly strong for me in your story.

MacDougal's narration is fantastic! It's been a great part of the story all the way through, and I love the amount of colour and detail you've included in those segments.


Chapter 15

I love having the story told twice, once from MacDougal and once from Norrington, with Norrington's thoughts and commentary in both.

'Prophesy' is the verb; 'prophecy' the noun. And, while I'm being picky, 'cannon' are invariably referred to in the singular, like sheep. And, while I'm being even more picky, it's the shot which strikes a ship, not the gun.

The tiny moment between Gibbs and Norrington is lovely, and perfect in tone and length. It's the sort of thing which can be taken far too far, and you've handled it beautifully.

Jack has a home! I love it.

The ending is delicious, and the epilogue more so. Brava! Gorgeous, fascinating story with a rollicking plot and heaps of fun and UST and colour and insight. And the occasional moment of reflection, which brings a good balance. I loved it, thank you:D
stoney321
Mar. 31st, 2006 09:00 pm (UTC)
Yay for enjoying it overall! I've been crap at getting back to comments this week, but I've made notes of your findings, and will go back and correct the spellings, etc. as needed.

*cough* And the other fic I wrote is decidely more... colorful in ratings than this one. It just didn't fit the overall tone, as I'm sure you can understand. If there was any "nookie" here, it would have just felt gratuitous to me, you know?

Thank you SO much for taking the time to be so detailed with what did and didn't work. *HUGS*
beadattitude
Apr. 17th, 2006 11:44 am (UTC)
Yup. Tragically disappointed that it's done. ;;sighs::

This was so lovely, honey, and fun and nuanced and just....::envies and admires:; You have a gift darling, tho' much hotter than some pirate in a dive spinning tales.

;;hugs you oh so tight:;
stoney321
Apr. 17th, 2006 01:51 pm (UTC)
Aw!! Thanks so much, Susi. I'm first of all grateful you gave it a try, and second, grateful you enjoyed it and let me know. I loved writing it.

*squishes you back*
jenlan
Jun. 19th, 2006 08:33 am (UTC)
Omigosh, I just read all of that in one sitting. Absolutely riveted by it m'dear! I couldn't seem to stop reading, so my apologies for not commenting on any of the other chapters...

Beautiful! I'm glad I was catching up and reached this story tonight...of course now that you've caught me in your story's snare, I've pretty much read this instead of doing the rest of the catching up I told myself to do.

I enjoyed it muchly and applaude your superb writing! *bows to your skill*
stoney321
Jun. 19th, 2006 01:47 pm (UTC)
Oh my gosh! Thank you so much! (As to fb for each chapter, I'm not one of those that needs that - if you want to tell me once any concrit or squees, that's more than wonderful!)

I know I had a blast writing this, so I'm pleased as punch when someone else likes it, too. Thanks again! *squish*
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stoney321
Jul. 10th, 2006 08:26 pm (UTC)
*believes in the power of self-pimping*

Hee! Oh, I'm glad you liked it! I wanted it to be just that: a fun story. I really appreciate your taking the time to let me know you liked it. *hugs*
txorakeriak
Jul. 14th, 2006 02:52 pm (UTC)
Finally got to read this! Very intriguing idea, nicely done! I especially liked the many jokes that you put in the fic to make it flow, and the characterizations were spot-on. Brava!
stoney321
Jul. 14th, 2006 03:07 pm (UTC)
Oh, hooray! Thank you so very much! I know I had a great time writing this, so I'm pleased you had fun reading. *squish hugs*
brandil
Sep. 20th, 2006 08:39 pm (UTC)
FABULOUS FABULOUS fic.

You managed to keep the absurdity of the film without falling into ridiculousness.

er.

did that make sense?
stoney321
Sep. 20th, 2006 08:49 pm (UTC)
It did and YAYNESS!! Man, I love this 'ship. Boat. Whatever. Heee!
amorettea
Jan. 16th, 2007 05:12 am (UTC)
I am just working my way through Sparrington stories, having come to James/Jack love late, and hope you don't mind getting comments nearly a year late but I loved this story, the "sound" of Jack and James, the humor and hope, tied up in a very clever structure. Plus. . .the wig abuse. . .Thank you.
stoney321
Jan. 16th, 2007 01:14 pm (UTC)
Oh, how fun to get a comment on this story!! I'm very glad you found it funny and entertaining. (The wig abuse joke is one of my favorites in the story, whee!)

Not that I mind, of course, I'm just curious. Did someone link you to the story?

And thanks again for taking the time to comment. What a terrific way to start my day!
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dharma_slut
Feb. 4th, 2007 03:28 am (UTC)
Oh, lordy what a ripper!

Every once in a while I wonder why the eff I still look for fan fic of any sort, given the high-school-journals quality of so much of it.

And then... And then I find something so well crafted, so evocative, so enlarging to the legend as this tale, and I remember why.

Ever so many roses!


(I found you through porridgebird's extensive Sparrington memories, by the way)
stoney321
Feb. 4th, 2007 03:39 pm (UTC)
Gosh, it's so gratifying to get a comment on this particular story after all this time! I absolutely loved writing it, so I'm glad you enjoyed reading it.

Why aren't there more swashbuckling tales around here? There should be, at any rate!

Thank you again. Absolutely made my day, this. *hugs*
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lettered
Mar. 7th, 2007 02:26 am (UTC)
This was truly fabulous. I really enjoyed reading it. The voices were pitch-perfect; the plot was some rip-roarin' fun, the warm glow at the end was priceless, and there were laughs all the way through. I think you really held true to the characters, the canon, and just plain good story telling, here. I'm definitely going to come back one day and read it again. I know I'll enjoy it just as much.
stoney321
Mar. 7th, 2007 01:46 pm (UTC)
I feel like every time you've commented I've just been slobbering my love all over you. Which... is because I have. Joy, thank you so much. It's very gratifying to know you enjoyed it - you have high standards, and I am just very appreciative for every one of your comments.

Thank you so much.
beadattitude
Mar. 7th, 2007 08:24 am (UTC)
Oh for heaven's sake. I read this once already - at least part of it - and I remember now why I didn't finish it....because I knew it would END!!!!

I hate it when stories do that.

But I loved, loved loved how this one ended with a warm fire and two old friends. Just a lovely, w onderful feeling.

I could see every second of this, love. Hear the inflections and see the body language. Just wonderful. I love it when you hit it out of the park like this. You may be all funneh and silly sometimes, but all that ::makes complicated wavy gestures:: hides a first class talent. I hope that came out right. It's late, and I've been up reading stories about boozy pirates.

Love you, chica.
stoney321
Mar. 7th, 2007 01:48 pm (UTC)
Susi, thank you. Just- thank you very much. (And I took that compliment. I took that compliment out behind the middle school and got it pregnant, I loved it so much.)

I'd like to think of SParrow and Norrington becoming friends - or you know, lovers. Either or. *wink*
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lordstarfish
Oct. 23rd, 2007 09:15 pm (UTC)
Ah, AHHH. This story made me sigh the most heartfelt, comforted sigh I have ever given in my life. When I think of perfection, it will henceforth be in direct reference to this story. No kidding, the whole thing just played out perfectly - you got Jack & James spot on. & a very inventive plot, which had me giggling far too loudly at more than one point. Mmmm, just brilliant, showers & showers of praise!

&yes, a little late on the ball with a comment, but just found this & had to give some kind jubilant recognition that this made me very, very happy :)
stoney321
Oct. 23rd, 2007 10:24 pm (UTC)
*beams*
Oh my goodness, what a terrific comment to find in my inbox! Thank you so much for your kind words - I really appreciate that after all this time. :)

(And if you don't mind, I'd be interested to know how you got here! Not that I mind, obviously! Just out of curiosity is all. It's been a while since I wrote this, you see. *g*)
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pearlseed
Apr. 28th, 2008 01:06 am (UTC)
heart's desire
You utterly charming writer, you've done yourself proud you have. If you're ever in TX, I'll buy you a cold beverage that suits ya to celebrate how fine a story you writ. Voices perfect--and oh, how you walk the line. Anamarie was damn near perfect. I'm so pleased that you got nominated--that's how I found this tale. Man, you done good!! more please if you will.
stoney321
Apr. 28th, 2008 12:53 pm (UTC)
How awesome to come back from vacation and have all of your wonderful comments!! (I secretly love this story over all of the things I've written, so it's incredibly gratifying.)

I was so tickled to have been nominated, and now I have a fellow Texan with Sparrington tastes to chat with. Awesome! Thank you so very much for all the positive comments for this fish tale of mine. *G*
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Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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