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In catch up mode, with a weekend free - hurrah! Of course there's a bit too much to catch up on, but you've got to start somewhere... One of my catch-ups, inspired by [livejournal.com profile] gilda_elise's post for Discovered in the Autumn is my Pros ALphaFic Bingo Card for 2022! It's not that I've not been reading Pros, it's just that I've not been doing the card... (rats, just realise I said the exact same thing in my last Bingo entry, way back in April...)

Pros AlphaFic Bingo (keli)-Mine


The Alphafic Stories
A - At the Admiral Nelson )

B

C - Command Performance )

D

E - The Eyes of a Child )

F
G

H is for High Noon, by Brian Clemens of all people! I was flicking happily through the Network dvd Mark III book when I came across his Operation Impossible at the end - imagine my surprise when I flipped past the last page and found another Pros story written by him! The only thing is that it turned out High Noon for the Professionals was basically the Blackout episode as a short story - so interesting, but not new Pros. Hey-ho!

There are a few differences in the short story though. It's Doyle who's shot at in the ambulance, and Bodie who goes running after him when he realises what might have happened, shouting his name (rather than one of my fave wee scenes where Doyle roars into the ambulance in search of Bodie, grabs him around his waist, swings him around and then holds onto him! *g*)

There's no Stuart - Doyle ends up working with Benny, but not the Benny we know and love from various eps either. This Benny is "...powerful and tall and blacker than any hat, and very, very experienced. But best of all he had an uncanny animal instinct that often overruled all logic, and which he would self-mockingly explain as 'Darwin's Theory proved, man'." Doyle likes working with Benny because of all this, and he follows Benny's instructions. Gotta love a highly competent agent. *g*

Bodie, on the other hand, we're told hates working with Cowley because of Cowley's unpredictability: "You never really knew when to call him 'sir', and when not to, and even money when you did or didn't it was the wrong time." *g* I think Doyle gets this wrong in the eps more often than Bodie does, but it seems very right to me!

The final thing is that they don't track Tilson down in the end because Ilse remembers about the accountant, it's Bodie passing a bank when they're trying to guard the conference at the end that makes him realise that's where Tilson probably is, and why Tilson was grabbed in the first place. He smashes his way in just as he does in the ep, but the moment he faints from his broken collar bone is where the story ends: "Thirty seconds, Bodie," Cowley's voice crackled back, then a lighter note crept into it. 'That nice new quartz watch of yours, Bodie. It's wrong.' Bodie couldn't see his watch anymore, the room was swaying, as he heard Cowley add: 'But you, Bodie, you're all right', before he passed out. Hee!

I - Island Innocents )

J - Just a Neighbour )

K
L
M
N
O

P - Paying Their Respects )

P - Professionals Minus 1 by Ranald Graham - Another story from the Network dvd box sets, this one at the end of the Mk II book! *g* I know I've already got a "P", but I can't resist reading (and adding) this one too... *g*

Again, it's not a new story, because it's apparently the short story that Wild Justice was based on - and most elements in the story are much more clear. For instance, Bodie does his own motorbike racing and Doyle has gone along with him as mechanic for the bike. He also didn't loan Bodie a bike - Bodie bought a new one especially...

Bodies enemy in this story isn't King Billy, it's a South African called Visser, and it turns out that Bodie's mate Williams was not just killed - his girlfriend Cheryl was gang-raped in front of him first. So it's a much harsher story, but if Bodie found that out at William's funeral, it explains why he's reacting so violently against Visser (more so than just his mate being dead in WJ).

The only thing I don't like about this story, is that the author doesn't seem to have watched the previous episodes at all, because when Cowley asks Doyle to keep an eye on Bodie, Doyle thinks this:
Bodie was not exactly Doyle's bosom pal. They had a close relationship which was professional. Bodie and he made a perfect two-man team. They knew each other's reflexes. Strengths, weaknesses.

"But they were both loners. They didn't hang out together all that much. Perhaps because they were too competitive, and went for the same women. Perhaps they wanted to keep a respectful distance. Perhaps Bodie made him feel a tiny bit insecure. But that was far too deep down to think about at the moment."

They don't hang out together?!! Have you not seen episodes like When the Heat Cools Off? Female Factor? Hunter/Hunted? They don't hang out with anyone else?! *g*

The Shusai bit in the story is made more relevant to what happens too. Shusai and Bodie spar with sticks, and Shusai is trying to tell Bodie that, like the child, he has to connect action and intent with nothing in between - it's not a sandcastle though, Shusai has them watch a three year old exploring the kendo sticks, and he picks one up and then smashes it down without further thought. So Bodie punching the car is the moment he finally connects action and intent, and that's what's happening when he hits Doyle who's come to his rescue (to stop him killing Visser). The very end is the same - Cowley is there too, and threatens Bodie, and Cheryl, Williams' girlfriend, agrees to testify against Visser, so Bodie lets him go. It stops there though, the lads don't come together at the end.

Oh, and it's not Doyle's girlfriend who comes with them to the enduro, it's Jennifer Black - although she leaves in disgust when it's clear Bodie has totally abandoned her, and Doyle's about to follow when Cowley turns up. There's no Kate Ross either, she's completely absent - Cowley works it all out after Craine calls him to say that he's worried Bodie's acting oddly...

And that's it! A shame it wasn't a brand new story, but it was interesting to read the original Wild Justice. *g*

Q

R - Rule Britannia )
R - Redemption )

S

T - Table Conversation )

U
V
W
X
Y
Z
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I've just found this in a file, marked 2011, and can't seem to find it posted anywhere, so just for the sake of completion... *g*

Angel Hair
by Slantedlight

There are some names that Doyle doesn’t mind – Sherlock, Batman, even Raymundo – and some that are guaranteed to make his eyes flash. Goldilocks was pretty good, and the Bionic Golly, but Bodie’s latest soubriquet will do it every time.

Angel-hair.

“Get us another pint, Angel-hair,” he’ll say, reaching out to ruffle Doyle’s crop of curls, or “You finished that report yet, Angel-hair?” wrapping both hands around Doyle’s head in happy emphasis.

Yeah, it winds Doyle up something chronic, a good laugh.

It doesn’t have anything to do with being able to touch Doyle like that in public. Nothing at all.

AngelHairInPub

Almost Pros...

Friday, 15 January 2021 01:24 am
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I am currently re-reading this...
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...(This art by Minori, of course)...

... Master of the Revels by HG. I am lucky enough to have inherited an actual zine from a friend, but the writing is teeny teeny tiny... It does have some rather gorgeous artwork by Suzanne Lovett which is easier to look at - you can see some of it here.
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Poetry for October
I think All Hallow's Eve eve means I can use this poem today...

The Shadow on the Stone
by Thomas Hardy

I went by the Druid stone
That broods in the garden white and lone,
And I stopped and looked at the shifting shadows
That at some moments fall thereon
From the tree hard by with a rhythmic swing,
And they shaped in my imagining
To the shade that a well-known head and shoulders
Threw there when she was gardening.

I thought her behind my back,
Yea, her I long had learned to lack,
And I said: ‘I am sure you are standing behind me,
Though how do you get into this old track?’
And there was no sound but the fall of a leaf
As a sad response; and to keep down grief
I would not turn my head to discover
That there was nothing in my belief.

Yet I wanted to look and see
That nobody stood at the back of me;
But I thought once more: ‘Nay, I’ll not unvision
A shape which, somehow, there may be.’
So I went on softly from the glade,
And left her behind me throwing her shade,
As she were indeed an apparition—
My head unturned lest my dream should fade.

Pictures for October
A wet autumn night...
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Prosfic for October
Erm... no Prosfic today so far, but I did write a wee snippet... well, half a one, which I'll finish tomorrow, cos be-e-e-e-ed...

...and the Lads!
Well it has to be umbrella pics, really...
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I've been feeling distinctly un-autumn-y, or even looking-forward-to-autumn late-summer-y this year, which is weird because autumn is perhaps my favourite time of year. The weather around here just doesn't seem to have got there yet, although there are a few leaves on the turn.

Today though, I'm feeling a bit more autumn-y: looking forward to crisp cold days (yeah I know, this is England, we'll be lucky...!) and lights shining against the encroaching darkness, and the smell of fallen leaves and bonfires. Maybe because it actually is raining a bit today, and because it is actually the autumn equinox too - from now on, days get shorter and shorter, in lads'-land, and its fair game to imagine B/D all cosy in thick jumpers, and hot showers, and lovely things like that.

Come to think of it, I had a wee autumn-based storylist up at Palelyloitering:
Autumn Afternoon by PFL
Autumn Leaves Falling by Anon (ProsLib)
Autumn Rain by Jennifer Lyon
Cider with Bodie by Lizzie
Fade Away by Agentsophisticat
October by Rowan
Point of Law by Verlaine
Redemption - of a Sort by LilyK
Third Friday of October by Dana Austin Marsh
The Wolf-Price by ER (ProsLib)

I've not read any of them for ages (or some at all, and I've just added a couple from a quick search on ProsLib) so no guarantees... I'd love some more autumn-y feel stories to read, if anyone's got any recs! (Not bonfire night, or Halloween yet, just... leaves turning, jackets needed... *g*)

Oh! And whee - I found an autumn fic that I started writing myself. Maybe if I get my skates on over work I'll see if I can do some writing... *g*

Autumn Leaves by Slantedlight (start of a story) )
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It occurred to me that the pictures I posted the other day went together quite nicely...

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A Heatwave for Bodie
by Slantedlight

The sun had unexpectedly come out, and the summer felt almost like summer, which wasn't what Bodie'd expected when he'd dressed for the grey sky that had lowered sullenly outside his window that morning. He hadn't sweated through the firefight with McMillan's lot, mind, comfortably cool in his own ability, and Doyle's. He hadn't even been worried when McMillan himself suddenly appeared, replete with AK-47 and a death-or-liberty attitude about him. No, what had got him finally, had him hot and quietly flustered, was the sight of Doyle stripping off his jacket to stroll casually around the clean up operation, pausing here for a quiet word, leaning there to survey the scene and make sure it was all to his satisfaction. And Cowley be damned, Bodie thought, half exasperated, half admiring, Doyle would make sure it was done himself, and God help anyone who wasn't paying the same attention as he was.

The sun shone down, bright as all his days ahead with Ray, and Bodie turned and slipped off his own jacket, dropping it beside Doyle's on the car seat. He rolled up his sleeves and glanced around to make his own checks - how much longer Doyle was going to insist on being, exactly when they could get the hell out of there and go home.

And there was Doyle, resting back against someone else's vehicle, doing nothing now but stare across the sun-struck day at him. His gaze moved slowly from the open collar of Bodie's shirt to where he'd pulled it untucked from his trousers, and his lips parted. Bodie caught his eyes and smiled slowly back. Everything was clearly to Doyle's satisfaction.

Time to go home.
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I'm getting ve-ery behind on lj in February... so I'm gonna race to catch up... *g* I have of course still been reading Pros fic, because if never else it's my bedtime reading.

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Gravity's Angel by Jenny Parkinson(?) )

Whisper of a Kill by Lois Welling )

Redemption by Kate Maclean )
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Anyone remember the Prosfic Covers Gallery? *g*
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So as well as reading other books, I'm of course reading Pros fic (it tends to be my cosy bedtime reading), and in an attempt to get back to posting more Pros, here's wot I've been reading. *g*

November by Sebastian )

Cold Water Morning by Fictionwriter )

All or Nothing by Kate MacLean )
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The nice thing about trains is that you're just sitting there, and apparently it is possible to write Prosfic on a smartphone. Not long Prosfic, but here's a wee something that kept me going between London and Somerset. I thought it might be longer, but actually I re-read it this morning when I paused to check that it still existed (yeay, lj saves posts between smartphone and laptop!) and I think it can count as done. It's nothing astounding, but - hey, I wrote wee Prosfic... *g* And it's dedicated to the girls from the weekend, and to meetings at a certain pub - [livejournal.com profile] heliophile_oxon, [livejournal.com profile] macklingirl, [livejournal.com profile] potztausend, [livejournal.com profile] kiwisue, [livejournal.com profile] agent_talis and (surprise guest!) [livejournal.com profile] helenraven.

Off to the Country )

And now I'm off to another city for the weekend - well, Cambridge for a couple of days, and then a detour west before heading further west back home. I'm driving though, and they rather frown on writing Prosfic on mobile phones while you're doing that...
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I'm just not getting the hang of this posting-and-working thing, am I? I'll try for a monthly book post, I think! So this was my January reading - counting long-ish Prosfic, but only short fics if I remember to add them at the time.

I ended up reading three books for the Sci-Fi Experience challenge (but with no way to link/post/comment to the challenge itself, it feels a bit odd this year) and I've read three books (and two fanfics, though I don't supposed they'd officially count) for Mount TBR - so off to a pretty decent start, I think.

1. Helstrom's Hive by Frank Herbert
2. Warrior's Apprentice by Lois McMaster Bujold
3. Encounters by Jason Wallace
4. The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett
5. Instructions for a Heatwave by Maggie O'Farrell (book group)
6. His Maggie May by Spotty Dog (Pros fic)
7. So This is Us by Jojo (Pros fic)
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Helstrom's Hive I've already reviewed.

Warrior's Apprentice... )

Encounters... )

The Wee Free Men... )

Instructions for a Heatwave... )


I finally worked out how to get into my Kobo again, just before Christmas (it was the cable I was using for the connection that was the problem, which seems odd to me, but was definitely the issue) and so finally got into the Prosfic I'd loaded way back when - hurrah!

His Maggie May was an excellent read, in that it felt fresh and made me want to keep reading Pros again. I thought Doyle was a bit less Doyle than in the eps - I don't think we get much canon that suggests he'd take drugs while on duty, for instance - and Bodie was a bit too much more diligent and professional in comparison (I'd say the eps suggest the opposite characterisation, personally) but the writing meant that I could go with it, and was able to trust the author rather than having to wince and put the story down, so... yeay! I had a feeling our Snailbones might be a fab Pros author to go with all her shiny artwork... *g*

I always feel in safe hands with Jojo's Pros fic too, so I was a bit wary when So This is Us turned out to feature a teacher (Doyle) and a hairdresser (Bodie) - but luckily it also turned out to be properly convincing in both cases, and another excellent read. *g* I'm especially wary of the way teachers are often portrayed in fic (and even on Doctor Who) as being able to take time off from their basically good-hearted ragamuffin classes whenever they need to, because they have such wonderful colleagues that they can magically provide cover for days at a time (just what-what-what?!) but the teaching part of the story was written with a light and realistic touch too, so phew! Also, hee for Cowley as the headteacher... *g*

And that was January, I think! Did anyone else read anything good?
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So a wee little while ago (okay, three weeks ago...) I said I'd make Pros posts for prompts, and then it took me a week to make the first one, and it's taken me two weeks to make this one (colds and babies and things having been in the way), but on the bright side - it's actually Pros fic. *g* I've written a new Pros story, the first one for ages and ages. Hurrah! *vbg*

Cast On is for the prompt that [livejournal.com profile] macklingirl gave me, all that time ago...

Cast On )
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Better late than never...?
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I can also offer a wee Prosfic that was written twelve years ago for one of [livejournal.com profile] the_safehouse challenges running at the time (my prompt was "I hate being judged. People always judge.") It was 2005, I'd just found Pros, and I was merrily exploring canon and what was actually fanon too. *g* This wasn't posted to the challenge at the time, because it was blocked by then-[livejournal.com profile] queenbamfie, although I'm fairly sure I posted it to [livejournal.com profile] the_safehouse years later. It's not in my Master fic list though, and I still can't access the Safehouse to check (I've put a support request in now). (Actually I just tried to find it via the Safehouse Dreamwidth backup, but couldn't - I can't remember when I posted it, and unfortunately Safehouse doesn't have author tags). So you may well have read this before, but it fits the prompt (and actually I edited a bit too *g*), so have:

Just a Swimsuit )
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I wrote this a week ago, as a kind of breath taken in between the madness of Job 1 and Job 2, in a comment to a post of pictures by [livejournal.com profile] macklingirl, and now I'm on proper holiday, I am finally getting around to posting it here! Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] macklingirl!

Before I do, I have a question... *g* I post my stories here, and I eventually post them to A03. I used to post them first to [livejournal.com profile] the_safehouse, but I got out of the habit of doing that at one point, and have somehow never started again. It would make sense to do it, to help keep the comm alive a bit, but... is that too much? It might then pop up in some people's flists three times, and...? But - maybe it would be nice to make an effort to revive the comm a bit...?

What do you think?

And now the main show - a tiny wee Pros story, that's unusually a bit of a Murphy story, cos that was how [livejournal.com profile] macklingirl wrote it to start with... *g**

Whose Lives He Saved )
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For [livejournal.com profile] loxleyprince, who dashed me a prompt when I asked for one - the lads in a Capri in the middle of that river in Newport Pagnell park! Thank you!

Snowdrops on the River Bank )
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Argh - today! I had laptop updates last night, and twice today my laptop's just frozen - the first time I had to do a hard shutdown (and lost the ficlet I'd been writing for [livejournal.com profile] milomaus - gargh!), but the second time the problems seemed to be constrained to Word. Just as I'd got started with today's work, of course... *headdesk* Who's gonna be working late again...? *headdesk headdesk*

While I was waiting for it to stabilise, though, I opened Notepad and started playing with an idea I had for [livejournal.com profile] macklingirl's picture - which I hope you don't mind me re-posting at the bottom of the ficlet... *g*

What Happened to the Thunder and Lightning Brigade )
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Well, I may not have finished my allocated number of words (it's okay, it was me who allocated them, I can reallocate them with the rest between Monday and Tuesday *g*), but I did finish not one but two wee snippets of Pros fic! About 1600 words altogether, so not much, but... I wroted! I posted the first part earlier, with the picture-inspiration, but here's the first and second parts (separated so you don't have to read the first one again. If you read at all. Which you might not. But hey - you might! *g* They pretty much both stand alone, but I'm hoping to write some more tomorrow anyway, cos I actually have the direction for it... cross fingers! The one thing I don't have is a picture for the second part, so if anyone's feeling creative (or can think of one they know that would fit (like [livejournal.com profile] sw33n3y's lovely pic) that I could perhaps borrow... that might be nice. *g*)

Things in the Dark )

Things in the Dark - the sequel )
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I'm at page 31/80, so I must post Pros (It's the law... *g*) I was going to just post a pic or two, but [livejournal.com profile] heliophile_oxon replied to my last post with two inspiring pics, so I thought maybe I'd respond to them instead... *g* (Btw, here's a 'new' thing, presumably Powered by Tumblr and the like, where everyone just hits "re-post", no matter who created an image - used to be I'd ask permission to re-post a pic first, but as this is less and less common/expected in general, I'm a bit conflicted about what to do in Pros. It's long been argued that once something's on the web it's fair game to post it elsewhere, but polite (of course) to always credit your source. I guess that's where we have got to, and what I'll do - but if anyone wants me to ask permission up front to re-post their pics, then please do let me know, cos I'm happy to do that too... *waves to [livejournal.com profile] sw33n3y and [livejournal.com profile] heliophile_oxon*) Anyway...

Things in the Dark )

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(Artwork by [livejournal.com profile] sw33n3y - but I can't for the life of me find the original post, though I'm sure I saw it!)

(ETA - bugger! Just realised that would have fit a square on my Bingo card for [livejournal.com profile] discoveredinalj, but I posted it here instead of there!)
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I don't think I really want to call this a fic, cos I'm not entirely happy with it, but on the other hand it's writing that I did this weekend, and it's Pros, and it was prompted by the rather fab pic at the end, by [livejournal.com profile] loxleyprince, which everyone should have a chance to see, so there's also something that makes me think I should post it. I'll settle for not calling it fic, though. *g* Maybe one day I'll come back and fix it, and especially take out the thing it does that I don't enjoy reading myself (so really, I shouldn't inflict it on you, but...) Call it getting-back-in-practice writing, perhaps, for anyone who's really bored, and doesn't have high expectations. *g*

Somewhere Among the Clouds )
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So short it barely needs a cut - but Prosfic just the same..! In a round-about way, it was inspired by last night's The Madness of Mickey Hamilton Random ProsWatch - thank you [livejournal.com profile] cloudless_9193 for permission to include your atmospheric picture of our lads!

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Such Stuff
by Slantedlight

You didn’t ask people about their dreams in CI5, for fear they were worse than your own. Doyle knew Bodie dreamed sometimes of Africa, of dusty roads and hot rotting death in jungles, but he would no more say anything about those sleep-light mutterings than Bodie would have talked about the way Doyle scratched and scraped at his arms some nights, eyes closed and not awake for hours, as if they had been bitten by a dozen midges, two dozen needles, were a nightmare of missing veins and madness and vomit and death.

You didn't talk... )

Hold Your Breath, Sunshine


A ship is safe in the harbour - but that's not what ships are for.

~o~

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. (Sarah Williams)

~o~

Could've.
Should've.
Would've.
Didn't. Didn't. Didn't.

~o~

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