Lee looked away, swallowing the bile that threatened to rise in his throat, well aware that his regret was plainly writ on his face. “I don’t think I’ll ever get back.” Oh poor lee. And Jamie would do this so well. I think this ought to filmed some day too.
Horatio reached a hand out and then aborted the movement, hesitant to offer comfort lest it be rejected. That’s good old horry. His characterization was very, gentle in all this. I know that sounds odd applied to him but in this context he seemed half-way between brides!horry and other!aos!horry.
“Don’t Horatio. You’ll burn yourself.” Adama saw the curiosity in Hornblower’s eyes and moved to retrieve the lighter before any damage was done. Awww. Lee is so sweet being kind and parental. It’s interesting, he’s this big tough man, world-weary and knowledgeable about so many things (is he older than hh in this?) and so tries to be protective and gentle, softening so many things for this hh: trying to find ways to prove he wasn’t lying and that he is worthy of trust, and trying to lead/protect in a world where really he’s the one who needs the protection, etc, etc. It’s beautifully done. And it’s very endearing.
almost daring him to intervene, before flicking the lighter into flame. A stifled gasp of pain escaped his lips as he dropped the lighter to the floor and clutched at his wounded hand. Stubborn (but grieving so he deserves some latitude).
and if nothing else his actions may have been a balm for the pain embedded in Horatio’s soul. He had made his feelings known, but whether reciprocation or rejection lay in Hornblower’s next words he couldn’t tell. Just a beautifully crafted phrase. Had to comment. I had highlighted most of the story (thank goodness for the highlighting function) and realised you’d tire of: oh that’s so perfect. Beautifully written, etc, etc.
Archie always used to say it was the detail that was convincing in a story - anyone could make up a tale about flying among the clouds, but they would struggle to maintain the particulars of an alien world. Tell me the ordinary things. archie always used to say. Aww.
In the end it was one seemingly simple detail that had finally convinced Hornblower - the fact that women served shoulder to shoulder with men, wore the same uniforms, flew the same machines … would have been so outlandish as to turn the normal practice of society upside down. As far as he was concerned this had to be the truth. This tells us so much about hh’s character. I love how it was done and so completely the character as well.
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varying shore II - Part ii
Date: 2007-01-29 08:35 pm (UTC)Oh poor lee. And Jamie would do this so well. I think this ought to filmed some day too.
Horatio reached a hand out and then aborted the movement, hesitant to offer comfort lest it be rejected.
That’s good old horry. His characterization was very, gentle in all this. I know that sounds odd applied to him but in this context he seemed half-way between brides!horry and other!aos!horry.
“Don’t Horatio. You’ll burn yourself.” Adama saw the curiosity in Hornblower’s eyes and moved to retrieve the lighter before any damage was done.
Awww. Lee is so sweet being kind and parental. It’s interesting, he’s this big tough man, world-weary and knowledgeable about so many things (is he older than hh in this?) and so tries to be protective and gentle, softening so many things for this hh: trying to find ways to prove he wasn’t lying and that he is worthy of trust, and trying to lead/protect in a world where really he’s the one who needs the protection, etc, etc. It’s beautifully done. And it’s very endearing.
almost daring him to intervene, before flicking the lighter into flame. A stifled gasp of pain escaped his lips as he dropped the lighter to the floor and clutched at his wounded hand.
Stubborn (but grieving so he deserves some latitude).
and if nothing else his actions may have been a balm for the pain embedded in Horatio’s soul. He had made his feelings known, but whether reciprocation or rejection lay in Hornblower’s next words he couldn’t tell.
Just a beautifully crafted phrase. Had to comment. I had highlighted most of the story (thank goodness for the highlighting function) and realised you’d tire of: oh that’s so perfect. Beautifully written, etc, etc.
Archie always used to say it was the detail that was convincing in a story - anyone could make up a tale about flying among the clouds, but they would struggle to maintain the particulars of an alien world. Tell me the ordinary things.
archie always used to say. Aww.
In the end it was one seemingly simple detail that had finally convinced Hornblower - the fact that women served shoulder to shoulder with men, wore the same uniforms, flew the same machines … would have been so outlandish as to turn the normal practice of society upside down. As far as he was concerned this had to be the truth.
This tells us so much about hh’s character. I love how it was done and so completely the character as well.