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nekoshininigami.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2004-07-28 02:26 am
"Built to Scale"--DM/EW
The inspiration for this comes from here. If you download the clip, please be sure to right-click-save as a courtesy to ElfLady.
Title: Built to Scale
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nekoshininigami
Pairing: DM/EW
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The trailer was shown at ComiCon, and Dom was there, but the rest never happened.
Dom was calling from ComiCon.
"Did they show it?" Elijah asked anxiously. He flicked his lighter on and off over and over, wondering if he should light a cigarette to calm his nerves.
"Show what?" Dom asked, his voice loud even though Elijah could hear him just fine. The noise in the background indicated that Dom was most likely calling from inside the convention hall. According to Elijah's calculations, the question-and-answer panel must have just finished. He sighed inwardly.
"The trailer," he explained with all the patience of a saint. "The one Pete sent us a few weeks ago, I mean." Flame goes on, flame goes off. Flame goes on, flame goes off...
"The...yeah, of course they did. I told you that after we watched it, Lij." Elijah bit his lip, rolling the dial on the lighter faster.
"Oh, yeah. So, um...did they show the part with you…and me?" he asked. Dom's voice sounded exasperated.
"You're in the whole bleeding movie, Elijah; yes, they showed the part with you. There were a few shots of me, as well. Hold on." The noise became muffled as Dom covered the phone with his hand and yelled something. "Okay, sorry."
"I meant the part with you AND me," Elijah clarified, "y'know, us hugging." The clip replayed over and over in his mind, a blurred and butchered film reel.
"What we saw two weeks ago was what they showed here, Lij." Elijah's fingertip accidentally brushed the top of his lighter, heated from its sporadic use. It fell with a clatter to the floor and Elijah cursed under his breath and stuck his finger into his mouth.
"What was that?" Dom asked.
"Nothin'," Elijah muttered around his index finger. "I burnt myself...ah, making dinner. What was the reaction like?"
"They loved it." Dom sounded distracted. "Nah, you go, Bill. I'm gonna go back my room. Yeah, see ya later, mate."
"Billy made it?" Elijah asked, slightly surprised. He walked over to the window, then back to the couch...and back to the window. He wasn't sure if Dom had known what he meant.
"Yeah, came in late last night. Wanted to go out for drinks, but I'm wrecked already."
"Oh. Uh...they loved us hugging?" Elijah switched his index finger for his thumb and chewed.
"Stop biting your nails. And...yeah, I guess. The girls were screaming, anyway. Why d'you keep bringing that up?"
Elijah stopped chewing. "It's important," he said.
"What're you talking about? They've all seen us hugging before!"
"Yeah, but..."
"Look, Lij. Today, I got questions like whether I'd prefer being a ninja to being a pirate, and where we got 'Tig' from. Nothing but Rings questions all day, all right? I'm a bit more worried about whether or not anyone's gonna give a rat's ass about my new show than I am about your bloody insecure ponderings if anyone's worked out that we're shagging."
Elijah hung up the phone. He hated when Dom got pessimistic about his career. He made his way back to the couch and curled up. He was probably acting like a girl, but it mattered all the same. At least, it had mattered two weeks ago when they had first watched the trailer for the extended edition together. He sighed. The phone rang.
"I'm sorry," Dom said before Elijah even had a chance to say hello.
"I'm sorry too," Elijah said a split-second later. He had wanted to be sure Dom would say it first. "I'm acting like a girl, aren't I?"
There was less noise in the background, and Dom's laugh sounded clear. "Maybe a bit, but I was an asshole. I'm just worried that I'll never achieve recognition for anything else, then I'll die, and they'll have a pair of big, furry feet waiting for me in heaven instead of wings."
Elijah giggled. "Maybe we can have both," he said, stretching out his legs so that they hung over the side of the couch.
Everything was built to scale these days.
Title: Built to Scale
Author:
nekoshininigamiPairing: DM/EW
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The trailer was shown at ComiCon, and Dom was there, but the rest never happened.
Dom was calling from ComiCon.
"Did they show it?" Elijah asked anxiously. He flicked his lighter on and off over and over, wondering if he should light a cigarette to calm his nerves.
"Show what?" Dom asked, his voice loud even though Elijah could hear him just fine. The noise in the background indicated that Dom was most likely calling from inside the convention hall. According to Elijah's calculations, the question-and-answer panel must have just finished. He sighed inwardly.
"The trailer," he explained with all the patience of a saint. "The one Pete sent us a few weeks ago, I mean." Flame goes on, flame goes off. Flame goes on, flame goes off...
"The...yeah, of course they did. I told you that after we watched it, Lij." Elijah bit his lip, rolling the dial on the lighter faster.
"Oh, yeah. So, um...did they show the part with you…and me?" he asked. Dom's voice sounded exasperated.
"You're in the whole bleeding movie, Elijah; yes, they showed the part with you. There were a few shots of me, as well. Hold on." The noise became muffled as Dom covered the phone with his hand and yelled something. "Okay, sorry."
"I meant the part with you AND me," Elijah clarified, "y'know, us hugging." The clip replayed over and over in his mind, a blurred and butchered film reel.
"What we saw two weeks ago was what they showed here, Lij." Elijah's fingertip accidentally brushed the top of his lighter, heated from its sporadic use. It fell with a clatter to the floor and Elijah cursed under his breath and stuck his finger into his mouth.
"What was that?" Dom asked.
"Nothin'," Elijah muttered around his index finger. "I burnt myself...ah, making dinner. What was the reaction like?"
"They loved it." Dom sounded distracted. "Nah, you go, Bill. I'm gonna go back my room. Yeah, see ya later, mate."
"Billy made it?" Elijah asked, slightly surprised. He walked over to the window, then back to the couch...and back to the window. He wasn't sure if Dom had known what he meant.
"Yeah, came in late last night. Wanted to go out for drinks, but I'm wrecked already."
"Oh. Uh...they loved us hugging?" Elijah switched his index finger for his thumb and chewed.
"Stop biting your nails. And...yeah, I guess. The girls were screaming, anyway. Why d'you keep bringing that up?"
Elijah stopped chewing. "It's important," he said.
"What're you talking about? They've all seen us hugging before!"
"Yeah, but..."
"Look, Lij. Today, I got questions like whether I'd prefer being a ninja to being a pirate, and where we got 'Tig' from. Nothing but Rings questions all day, all right? I'm a bit more worried about whether or not anyone's gonna give a rat's ass about my new show than I am about your bloody insecure ponderings if anyone's worked out that we're shagging."
Elijah hung up the phone. He hated when Dom got pessimistic about his career. He made his way back to the couch and curled up. He was probably acting like a girl, but it mattered all the same. At least, it had mattered two weeks ago when they had first watched the trailer for the extended edition together. He sighed. The phone rang.
"I'm sorry," Dom said before Elijah even had a chance to say hello.
"I'm sorry too," Elijah said a split-second later. He had wanted to be sure Dom would say it first. "I'm acting like a girl, aren't I?"
There was less noise in the background, and Dom's laugh sounded clear. "Maybe a bit, but I was an asshole. I'm just worried that I'll never achieve recognition for anything else, then I'll die, and they'll have a pair of big, furry feet waiting for me in heaven instead of wings."
Elijah giggled. "Maybe we can have both," he said, stretching out his legs so that they hung over the side of the couch.
Everything was built to scale these days.
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