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War, Southland and comment-fic, oh my!
It's interesting that the plague showing up in China and the Birthers bullshit only kind of makes me nervous, but
tomricks interrupting his vacation to blog about shit falling apart in Iraq makes me want to crawl under my desk and kiss my ass goodbye.
Also, this article about a personal trainer who put on 88 lbs. just so he could lose it and see what it's like for his clients is pretty compelling. I think this is going to make him a much stronger trainer.
I feel like I'm saying this every time I post (and I probably am, too bad!), BUT, for those stragglers who aren't on the train yet. NBC is re-airing Southland right now in the run up to the premiere (Sept 25th) on Friday nights at 8pm. You can also watch it on NBC.com and on Hulu. They have the first four episodes up (there are only seven), so please, please please, watch it. You won't regret it. Really.
In other Southland news: Michael and Ben start filming tomorrow. If I was any more excited I'd bounce out of my chair. Oh, wait, and L is writing me comment!porn featuring slutty!Ben. You all wish you had an L, but she is mine. Okay, jointly shared with Q and A. And her family. And all of you, but you know what I mean.
Offer Redux!: Oh, and I've been thinking, you know, I had so much fun the last time around that if anybody's got some like photos or something and might want some comment-fic, you know, I think I'm open for business.* Who knows, you might even get L, A and Q to play along too. Then again, they might all boycott and you'll be stuck with me. ;-)
*You know how it goes.
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Also, this article about a personal trainer who put on 88 lbs. just so he could lose it and see what it's like for his clients is pretty compelling. I think this is going to make him a much stronger trainer.
I feel like I'm saying this every time I post (and I probably am, too bad!), BUT, for those stragglers who aren't on the train yet. NBC is re-airing Southland right now in the run up to the premiere (Sept 25th) on Friday nights at 8pm. You can also watch it on NBC.com and on Hulu. They have the first four episodes up (there are only seven), so please, please please, watch it. You won't regret it. Really.
In other Southland news: Michael and Ben start filming tomorrow. If I was any more excited I'd bounce out of my chair. Oh, wait, and L is writing me comment!porn featuring slutty!Ben. You all wish you had an L, but she is mine. Okay, jointly shared with Q and A. And her family. And all of you, but you know what I mean.
Offer Redux!: Oh, and I've been thinking, you know, I had so much fun the last time around that if anybody's got some like photos or something and might want some comment-fic, you know, I think I'm open for business.* Who knows, you might even get L, A and Q to play along too. Then again, they might all boycott and you'll be stuck with me. ;-)
*You know how it goes.
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Rules of Engagement
She's a beautiful girl, Abby. She's got black hair and blue eyes. She's striking. Smart. Nate met her at some political thing he went to in D.C. and they've been inseparable ever since.
He was supposed to go hiking with Brad two weeks after he came back and he canceled, because Abby got a last minute ticket to see him.
Brad understood though. Of course. Camping in the forest versus getting your dick sucked weren't even in the same category.
Except, it's been 13 months and Brad still doesn't know the specifics of how they met (lie). Just that Nate came back to California and couldn't shut up about this girl (truth). About how she was smart and kind. That she loved surfing and kids. That she'd grown up in San Diego and her dad was retired from the USMC.
He said she let him talk about the Corps. That she could talk politics until Senate aids were begging "No more!" That she was cool about everything. And that she -- she really liked him.
And that Nate liked her too. Because one does not necessarily follow the other.
They moved into together four months ago, and Ray and Walt were their first house guests since Brad was very much not in Afghanistan (lie). Apparently they all drank until somebody passed out under the couch.
Ray wouldn't shut up about her for a whole week. He kept insisting that Nate had found the last bad ass chick in the entire world. That Abby could fix her own car and that she'd taken them fucking BASE jumping in Elsinore.
That she was so bad ass even Brad couldn't find fault with her.
In that, Ray is very wrong. But Nate's getting married in three days and it's a bit late for Brad to cause issues now. Except that this is a bachelor party, and Nate's surrounded by everyone who loves him. Everyone except her.
Brad's met her of course. He was even on his best behaviour the entire time. Not the condescending, I really hate your ass tenor he saves for Jenna and Sam, but the kind only his mother could sniff out as disingenuous. And he knows... he knows that if he'd met her himself. If she wasn't with Nate. If it weren't for any number of these things, she would be ideal.
But he had his opportunity. Had his chance. And when Nate asked him, point blank, if there was any reason at all that Nate shouldn't marry Abby, Brad lied and said "no."
And now they're at this bar and in less than 48 hours Nate will be lost.
Brad looks at Nate in his hideous brown hat and the orange tie that they've been using like a leash all night and he knows that if he doesn't say something now. It'll all be lost.
He claps his hands for attention and spills beer on his shirt as he climbs up on the nearest table top. And when he announces to the entire room, "Every last one of you whiskey tango retards should know that I love Nate Fick more than anyone else, because if I didn't I'd totally kidnap his ass and leave him in Mexico until he comes to his senses," and everybody laughs, only three people know it's not a joke.
Brad can tell by the horror on Ray's face that he's figured it out, and the stricken look that sweeps across Nate's face says it all. And then Brad clambers down off the table, and goes off to get disgustingly drunk.
The Corps is all about sacrificing. Sometimes -- most times -- you don't get what you want.
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He was even on his best behaviour the entire time. Not the condescending, I really hate your ass tenor he saves for Jenna and Sam, but the kind only his mother could sniff out as disingenuous.
I love that his Mom knows him best.
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Abby wouldn't possibly have anything to do with NCIS Abby would she?
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Nate marrying the perfect girl ... and Ray and Nate just getting it ... and Brad saying it even though he must have known they would work it out and things being bad enough that he is admitting that he can't just deal with it passively any more. Oh Braaaaaaad.
I can see why you might not have often done Generation Kill angst in the past. It's because you have no scruples at all and so when you do angst, you DO ANGST. Please not to be stopping, it hurts so good ♥
Oh this is so painfully pretty.
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Also, I, too, thought of NCIS Abby. Y?
And he knows... he knows that if he'd met her himself. If she wasn't with Nate. If it weren't for any number of these things, she would be ideal.
Yeah, on some level I think if there were ever a girl one of them got really serious about, there'd be this acknowledgment by the other.
And when Nate asked him, point blank, if there was any reason at all that Nate shouldn't marry Abby, Brad lied and said "no."
CHRIST. It's so telling that Nate even asked. Brad, you are a coward, sir.
Brad looks at Nate in his hideous brown hat
Heh. It's actually that green camo hat that Stark wears all the time.
Brad can tell by the horror on Ray's face that he's figured it out, and the stricken look that sweeps across Nate's face says it all.
Well - but - at least he said something! ::clings to this::
Sometimes -- most times -- you don't get what you want.
God, that is disgustingly Brad. Ugh. BRAD! Stop being such a martyr!
THIS is not what I was thinking when I posted that pic, just saying. Still lovely, though. And I so don't hate you. ::smooches::
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Giving Nate up because he's happy is even worse than not having Nate. WOE!
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Say Hello, Wave Goodbye
Poke gave him a horrid orange tie straight out of the seventies that he draped over Nate's head, and Q-tip told him he needed a pimp hat and then slapped a fedora on his head. Ray informed him he looked about twelve and asked him how he felt about NAMBLA. The rest of the guys just bought him drinks and wished him well.
Except Brad.
Brad is sitting at the bar, watching them all have fun while he sips his beer quietly. They're used to Brad being a little stand-offish when they're all together. He's not the type to swing from the rafters or lose control. But Nate can't help looking at him from time to time, trying to judge from the occasional shouts of response to someone else's mocking or from the sly curve of his lips whether or not Brad's having any fun.
"So." Nate slides onto the stool next to Brad, only Brad's grip on his elbow keeping him from sliding right off the other side. "You having fun at my party?"
"A grand old time, sir."
"You can't call me that anymore." Nate raises his hand to point at Brad, realizes he's facing the wrong direction and turns around. "I'm just Nate Fick. Civilian at large."
"Large what, homes?" Ray clasps Nate's shoulder and shakes Nate like he's a batch of martinis. "If you're talking about Brad, we'll just assume it's his dick."
"Just because you like watching me jack off, Ray, doesn't mean you have to share the information with everyone."
"Who wouldn't want to watch you jack off, Brad. You're like a fucking Adonis. You and Rudy could start a Hot Marines calendar, give all the gays of the world something worth jerking off to."
Nate blinks, trying to focus, lost somewhere alone the slope of Brad's neck. He's spent hours wondering what Brad's skin tastes like, what it feels like. He's known Brad for what seems like forever now, war warping time for all of them, and he's never touched him. Not on purpose.
Nate reaches out, runs his fingers along Brad's jaw. Brad jerks his attention back to Nate and wraps his fingers tight around Nate's wrist. "Don't."
Nate frowns, the skin between his eyes furrowing. "Why not?"
"Because you're about to fly across the country, I'm about to leave the country, and starting something right now isn't anywhere in my plans."
"Would I be starting something?" Nate asks softly, glancing down at Brad's hand still wrapped around his wrist, Brad's thumb rubbing a soft rhythm over Nate's pulse.
"See if Harvard can teach you the answer to that," Brad says softly as he releases Nate's wrist and gets to his feet. "And burn that tie. That thing is fucking hideous."
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Just fuck him, Brad! JESUS!
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Also, I can only assume you have a sekrit identiy as Batman, b/c I am having a seriously shitty day and then this showed up and you are like saving lives. No doubt. You and Q. And A. Y'all are awesome. *sniffs* Don't make me go emo, I hate emo.
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Nate slides onto the stool next to Brad, only Brad's grip on his elbow keeping him from sliding right off the other side. "You having fun at my party?"
For some reason this little detail totally got me. Like, Nate's sloshed and would slide to the floor, but Brad's got him before he knows it. I LOVE that. As you can imagine.
You know, once Nate sobers up a little bit he's gonna realize what Brad turning him down really means. Because Brad's talking about starting something, thinking in bigger terms than just a quick fuck. And he had it at the ready, which means he's thought about this. Which is so, so telling.
But I maintain: you end it there?!
::hearts::
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