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donutsweeper) wrote2010-05-11 09:26 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2010-05-11 09:26 pm
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Fanon characterization
Of late there are several instances where I find myself liking the fanon version of a character, but not the version that's showing up in canon. Anyone else ever had this problem?
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Silk Not Steel
“Harkness!” he barked, throwing the door closed behind him.
“Agent Gibbs,” Harkness replied, hands coming up as he started to his feet. “I can explain--”
Gibbs cut him off with a look - it was times like this that a really good poker stare came in handy: give it long enough and, nine times out of ten, the victim of such sustained attention would give him plenty of rope to hang them with. Though it looked like, in this case, there was plenty of actual rope to hand already. Silk rope at that.
As it turned out, it was Tony caved first. “I got some fresh intel on our friendly neighbourhood mad scientist, Boss!” he blurted out.
“The seafood fetish guy,” chipped in Harkness.
“I kinda guessed which one he meant,” Gibbs snapped, gesturing at Tony. “Why else would my senior field agent be lying in the back of a surveillance vehicle parked at the beach, stripped to his undershorts and dripping water all over the place! Though it does leave the question: Why’s he trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey?”
“Uhhh…” said Tony.
“Ah…” said Harkness.
The two men exchanged glances.
“I kind of got out of my depth,” admitted Tony, looking shamefaced. “Jack was kind enough to come rescue me.”
“So you half drowned and then he thought it was a good idea to tie you up instead of getting you medical attention?”
“Yes--”
“No--”
“That is--” They said, talking over each other.
Gibbs resisted the urge to bang their heads together; the pair of them were going to give him a headache.
“You!“ he said, pointing at Harkness. “Explain.”
But, once again, it was Tony who spoke first. “I thought I saw a mermaid.”
“You thought you saw a mermaid,” Gibbs echoed.
“She had wings,” Tony added, like that helped.
First giant crabs and now mermaids with wings -- it figured. Kinda. “And that explains why you’re tied up, how, exactly?”
“I think she was part Siren, Gibbs,” put in Harkness. “As soon as got Tony onto the beach he punched me to the ground and tried to dive back in. I had no option but to restrain him.”
“And what, you don’t carry handcuffs?”
Harkness shrugged, slid open the door and grinned over his shoulder as he stepped down, out of the van. “Now where would be the fun in that Agent Gibbs? Where would be the fun in that?”
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I think it is going on for a year ago, now that you asked for more mad scientist? So it's past time he put in an appearance.
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