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jd_ficathonTo Speed Where There is Space Enough
By Lokei
For the J/D 2011 Promptathon
Rating: R
Prompt: Crossover with McCaffrey's Pern. First mating flight ever between two bronzes or between a bronze and a green/brown/whatever-works-for-Daniel, Jack being the bronze rider, Daniel the other.
Notes: It’s been a while since I read any Pern canon, so please forgive any serious breaches of accepted notions of Weyr personalities and traditions. Fortunately, nothing’s been written about the 7th Pass, so I’m not screwing anything up too royally. Many thanks as always to the gracious![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
princessofg for her beta work.
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O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last!
— Walt Whitman, One Hour to Madness and Joy, 1860.
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High Reaches Weyr, 10th Turn of the 7th Pass of the Red Star
“And you have all the help you’ve needed to deal with the extra mouths to feed?”
“Oh yes, Weyrleader. No one will ever find the hospitality of High Reaches Weyr lacking, no matter what the occasion.” Headwoman Arminna was clearly torn between indignation at the implication that she couldn’t handle a few extra Riders coming in from Telgar Weyr, and pleasure that the Weyrleader had thought to ask. A look at his face tipped the balance, however.
“I could send up something hot for you, Weyrleader?”
He mustered up a smile. “No need, thank you. I’ll be down for dinner with the others shortly.”
She nodded and bustled out of the chamber, leaving him to drop his head tiredly to his arms. A few moments later the heavy door to his room creaked open again and a warm, callused hand cupped his neck while its partner placed a pitcher of warmed spiced wine on the table.
The Weyrleader raised his head and tipped it to look up into the clear blue eyes of his Wingleader D’nel.
Read the rest here
By Lokei
For the J/D 2011 Promptathon
Rating: R
Prompt: Crossover with McCaffrey's Pern. First mating flight ever between two bronzes or between a bronze and a green/brown/whatever-works-for-Daniel, Jack being the bronze rider, Daniel the other.
Notes: It’s been a while since I read any Pern canon, so please forgive any serious breaches of accepted notions of Weyr personalities and traditions. Fortunately, nothing’s been written about the 7th Pass, so I’m not screwing anything up too royally. Many thanks as always to the gracious
princessofg for her beta work.==================================
O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last!
— Walt Whitman, One Hour to Madness and Joy, 1860.
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High Reaches Weyr, 10th Turn of the 7th Pass of the Red Star
“And you have all the help you’ve needed to deal with the extra mouths to feed?”
“Oh yes, Weyrleader. No one will ever find the hospitality of High Reaches Weyr lacking, no matter what the occasion.” Headwoman Arminna was clearly torn between indignation at the implication that she couldn’t handle a few extra Riders coming in from Telgar Weyr, and pleasure that the Weyrleader had thought to ask. A look at his face tipped the balance, however.
“I could send up something hot for you, Weyrleader?”
He mustered up a smile. “No need, thank you. I’ll be down for dinner with the others shortly.”
She nodded and bustled out of the chamber, leaving him to drop his head tiredly to his arms. A few moments later the heavy door to his room creaked open again and a warm, callused hand cupped his neck while its partner placed a pitcher of warmed spiced wine on the table.
The Weyrleader raised his head and tipped it to look up into the clear blue eyes of his Wingleader D’nel.
Read the rest here
