From: J S Cavalcante (JSCavalcante@nycap.rr.com)
Date: 12/31/2006 |
You *almost* make me buy this pairing. Very beautifully written. Lots of memorable, wonderful lines: Ray shooting the gun out of the guy's hand neat as you please, Frannie focusing her fierce energy on a defenseless baby, Lt. Welsh "an environmentalist" for recycling his threats, and many more. Very nice dynamic between the Rays, great characterizations. Ray delivering pizza! "An ex-Arctic explorer!" Awww! Cleverly done.
I don't buy the idea that Fraser's straight, but I loved the line about his being the exception to everything, even the Exception Rule--hee! Anyway, this piece is so well written that I suspended disbelief on the issue and just enjoyed the read.
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From: brooklinegirl (brooklinegirl@rcn.com)
Date: 12/29/2006 |
I LOVED THIS.
god. just - you got them down SO WELL. the whole gunfight scene was brilliantly written, and then Ray all petulant at the station, and god, the pseudo-date:
Vecchio showed his teeth. "Since I figure what with Stella and Fraser -- you and me're practically family now."
Ray ignored the ache in his throat. He shook his head. "You're crazy." It was the understatement of the year.
Vecchio shrugged.
that right there is so completely THEM that it kills me. and this:
He had his hands clasped behind his neck and was bumping his head repeatedly against the brick stationhouse wall when Vecchio came up behind him.
god, I LOVE that. I love that image. oh, RAY.
and this is just, I don't know:
Vecchio raised his eyebrows a little, but he didn't actually say anything.
I LOVE that, how much they are able to communicate w/out actually saying anything, and just - the planned thing, but how fucking, deeply, shockingly hot that first kiss was. and them making out in the parking lot, in the snow, pressed up against Vecchio's car, is one that is going to stick with me for some time. I LOVE it.
great fucking fic.
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From: catwalksalone (catwalksalone@livejournal.com)
Date: 12/27/2006 |
See, what you did there was you took my two broken boys and you put them together quietly and plausibly and RayK thinks he *needs* but he'll find out RayV does too soon enough.
I think it's going to work out!
*sighs happily*
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From: exeterlinden (exeterlinden@hotmail.com)
Date: 12/27/2006 |
It'd drive Stella bugfuck if she found out."
Vecchio looked at him, serious now. "This isn't about Stella."
Ray ate a french fry. "Fraser would approve."
"Yeah, well, this isn't about Fraser either," said Vecchio, sharply, and that was so obviously crapola that Ray didn't even have to call him on it.
--That there is so true to how RayV/RayK would work, IMO! I copy/pasted favourite quotes as I read this, and ended up with a page's worth, because this is just that sort of story. Full of brilliant statements and observations. Gah. I'm going to indulge myself and quote just a few of my favourites...
"I'm not a cop anymore," Ray told him. "I'm an ex-arctic explorer."
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"You're crazy." It was the understatement of the year.
Vecchio shrugged. "I'm not the one turning down free beer."
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"Yeah, I checked him out and he came up squeaky clean. He's an asshole, but -- " Vecchio took another mouthful of his beer and shrugged philosophically.
"But that's her type," Ray said wryly.
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When he came back, Ray'd had time to get his ducks lined up. So when Vecchio sat down and said, "Don't spread it around," Ray nodded coolly.
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Ray teetered between pointing out how massively fucked up that was and seriously considering it, and ended up choking on his burger, because Jesus! Vecchio?
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... And I realise this comment is now ridiculously long, but I can't help it *g*. This was funny and hot and true to character. Well done, whoever you are!
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From: Sprat
Date: 12/24/2006 |
Dear Santa,
I am going to come back and comment properly when I have more time, but I wanted to say THANK YOU. I love this. :)
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