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valmoraTitle: Halfway
Rating: a slightly racy PG
Fandom: tGE
Pairing: Ramsey/von Luger preslash vaguely implied; gen if you want it to be and squint a little.
Disclaimer: The Great Escape and all associated items belong to Paul Brickhill and MGM/UA. The idea that the completely honorable Messrs. Ramsey and von Luger would be so crass as to be even implicitly queer is my own perversion, truly.
If you can't smell the sarcasm, perhaps you should go read a different fandom.
Limps through the half-lit cobbled streets of Reims - being an old war-horse has some benefits in the way of respect from the locals, at least - and it does not compare to how the city looks from the sky, although perhaps at night she is more beautiful than when she was strangled by Nazi forces.
Happens upon a café, small, with an awning into the street and tables outside into summer-warmth, and sits. Ah, bonsoir, the waiter tells him, and when Rupert tries to reply in the same language, the young man laughs and speaks English - What would you like?
"Coffee, please," he says, because a man learns to appreciate a thing when he can get it through neither money nor guile.
Looks around at the streets, seeing the young man with but one arm, which is wrapped around the girl who seems his sweetheart; the older woman with her back bent but pride in her bearing, dressed in all-grey as though smoke. A man at another table, back to a street lamp, looking down, and he looks up -
Rupert makes a toasting gesture with his coffee, smiling and lurching to his feet, suppressing a wince at the pain of the movement. Makes his way, slowly, towards the other table, but meets the other man halfway.
"I didn't expect to see you here," Rupert remarks, standing, grip tight on the wood of his cane as they shake hands.
"It is strange that both of us should be here," von Luger responds, and adds, "You do not mind if I join you?"
Rupert's answer is a quick "Not at all," and he is thankful when the other man keeps pace beside him.
Rating: a slightly racy PG
Fandom: tGE
Pairing: Ramsey/von Luger preslash vaguely implied; gen if you want it to be and squint a little.
Disclaimer: The Great Escape and all associated items belong to Paul Brickhill and MGM/UA. The idea that the completely honorable Messrs. Ramsey and von Luger would be so crass as to be even implicitly queer is my own perversion, truly.
If you can't smell the sarcasm, perhaps you should go read a different fandom.
Limps through the half-lit cobbled streets of Reims - being an old war-horse has some benefits in the way of respect from the locals, at least - and it does not compare to how the city looks from the sky, although perhaps at night she is more beautiful than when she was strangled by Nazi forces.
Happens upon a café, small, with an awning into the street and tables outside into summer-warmth, and sits. Ah, bonsoir, the waiter tells him, and when Rupert tries to reply in the same language, the young man laughs and speaks English - What would you like?
"Coffee, please," he says, because a man learns to appreciate a thing when he can get it through neither money nor guile.
Looks around at the streets, seeing the young man with but one arm, which is wrapped around the girl who seems his sweetheart; the older woman with her back bent but pride in her bearing, dressed in all-grey as though smoke. A man at another table, back to a street lamp, looking down, and he looks up -
Rupert makes a toasting gesture with his coffee, smiling and lurching to his feet, suppressing a wince at the pain of the movement. Makes his way, slowly, towards the other table, but meets the other man halfway.
"I didn't expect to see you here," Rupert remarks, standing, grip tight on the wood of his cane as they shake hands.
"It is strange that both of us should be here," von Luger responds, and adds, "You do not mind if I join you?"
Rupert's answer is a quick "Not at all," and he is thankful when the other man keeps pace beside him.
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Date: 2005-12-02 12:48 pm (UTC)made the pairing believable so yay!
And it cheered me up, because I'm ill.
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Date: 2005-12-02 11:31 pm (UTC)I do try. ^_^
And it cheered me up
I'm glad I made your day better. =)
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Date: 2005-12-02 10:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-03 10:24 pm (UTC)I love the descriptions of the other nearby people. That stood out to me. As did the first paragraph, the the reference to flying. I feel like I always forget that they are fliers, and you never fail to remind me.
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Date: 2005-12-04 12:05 am (UTC)Eee! I'm glad someone else thinks so! ::glomps Ramsey plushie::
they have no animosity towards each other.
I kind of get the feeling from the way they interact in the movie that they respect each other a lot and that von Luger, at least, really badly wishes the war weren't going on, but is sticking to his country because it's HIS COUNTRY. Even if he doesn't approve of all of her at the moment.
And I feel like Ramsey dislikes the Nazi cause but not, necessarily, German troops - not as people. But as a cause, I feel like he sees it as his responsibility to make life unpleasant for them, even though as men he has nothing against them. Um. I'm off my soapbox now. ^_^;;;
the descriptions of the other nearby people
That's what cafés are for, really: discussing dangerous politics, showing off your snazzy new beret, and watching the passers-by. None of that pansy coffee-drinking business. ^_~
(LOL, mental image of Ramsey in a beret!)
I feel like I always forget that they are fliers
When we write the epic, we have to include that. As something that they breathe, that they can't leave behind.
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Date: 2005-12-05 06:45 pm (UTC)That's what cafés are for, really: discussing dangerous politics, showing off your snazzy new beret, and watching the passers-by. None of that pansy coffee-drinking business.
Mm, cafes and airports, that's what people watching is all about. Aaaah, Ramsey in a beret would really scare me, by the way.
When we write the epic, we have to include that. As something that they breathe, that they can't leave behind.
Agreed, agreed, agreed. It needs to be something really important to them, probably even more important than the war itself. Just the feeling of flying.
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Date: 2005-12-06 04:58 am (UTC)Depends. If he's associating mostly with German officers, then they'd probably be too old to have been involved in the Hitler Youth - I mean, IRL, Oberst Lindeiner-Wildau had served in WWI. NCO's might have been young enough, depending on turnover/military branch, etc, I think. I don't have any research to back this up, though.
Ramsey in a beret would really scare me.
Seconded. But I laugh, too. =)
probably even more important than the war itself
Yay! Accord! ::dances::
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Date: 2005-12-06 03:28 pm (UTC)Whatever the realities of the situation - the movie makes it clear that some guards/ferrets may have been in the HY (founded 1920/26), though probably not the older individuals.
Werner: You were a Boy Scout? So was I.
Hendley: Really?
Werner: Yes. I had 19 merit badges.
Hendley: I had 20.
Werner: I was working on my 20th when the government abolished scouting and sent me into the Hitler Youth instead.
Sorry for interrupting.
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Date: 2005-12-07 02:25 am (UTC)(although when you say 1920/26, do you mean 1920 or 1926?)
And wow, quotes. You must rock/have rocked your English classroom. =)
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Date: 2005-12-07 09:19 am (UTC)