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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 10:13 pm (UTC)