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rugbytackleSo Far Yet So Near
By Alexa Bond 1/30/03
Disclaimer: This never happened unless I have psychic powers and can change the past, present and future. Any likeness to real characters is all in your mind, nothing more. This is fiction, made up, never happened, not real…you want that in other languages as well? *LOL*
I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money off it.
Only the original idea contained within this work is the property of the author. Please do not copy this story to any website or archive without permission of the author.
Timeline: Set during the filming of LOTR.
Universe: LOTR RPS
Romance: Sean B/Viggo, mild hints at Sean B./Orli and OB/EW
Summary: Sean has left the LOTR set but Viggo hasn't forgotten...
Archiving: List archive and Green Opals [http://greenopals.50megs.com/] may take it; others please ask.
Feedback: Yes, please. If you want me to continue writing that is *G*. My e-mail address is alexabond2000@yahoo.com
Rating: PG
Warnings: RPS
Series: Sequel to "Dying In Your Arms". Part 13 in "This Thing Called Love".
Author's notes: This is written like a normal telephone conversation...which means only direct speech.
Thanks much to Piex for beta. *hugs*
* * *
"Halloo?"
"Sean?"
"Vig! Is that you?"
"Yes."
"How have you been? How are the others?"
"I'm fine. The others are fine as well. I've missed you though. A lot."
"I've missed you too."
"Have you seen your girls?"
"I saw them right after I got back. I'm still shooting here for "Don't Say A Word" but it should wrap up pretty soon. I just need to die."
"Again? You trying to make a career out of it?"
"I thought I already had."
"Point taken."
"Did you finish that painting you were working on when I left?"
"Almost. It still lacks... something."
"Hmm. You feeling better after Hell's Deep?"
"Yes. I'm telling you, Sean...those were the worst shots we ever did!"
"I believe you. Orli called and..."
"It's alright. I don't mind."
"Oh... Well, he just wanted to know if all was alright and stuff. He told me they had been some hard takes, though worse for you humans."
"Yeah... Our elegant Elf doesn't get dirty."
"I can believe that."
"Has he told you if he’s alright? We’ve become friends but we never discuss…personal things but I thought..."
"That he might tell me? I did ask him. He seems okay. He’s still seeing Elijah as I guess you know but it’s not love; not for him. I don’t think he’s ready for that yet."
"He’s still young."
"True."
"Well…I’m sure he’ll find happiness someday. I know how much you want that for him."
"Yeah…I do."
"…"
"You remember you and Orlando brought up this idea of all of us in the fellowship getting tattoos to remember our time on the set one day at the pub?"
"Yes."
"We've decided to do it. After the shooting is done I mean."
"Good. That'll be a fun way to remember this by."
"Definitely a permanent way."
"I'm not sure Lij will enjoy it though."
"Astin'll be with him. He'll be fine."
"Good."
"Sean, Peter is calling me so..."
"It's alright. I have to get going too."
"It was nice to hear your voice again."
"Just admit you're the one who've been calling to hear my answering machine message already."
"Not my fault. You have such a sexy voice."
"Nah..."
"You do."
"I love you."
"You've just saying that because I complimented you."
"Yes."
"Bastard."
"On occasion."
"Love you all the same though."
"Love you too."
"I'll call you later."
"Good."
"Bye."
"Bye."
The End
TBC in "Interview With Men".
By Alexa Bond 1/30/03
Disclaimer: This never happened unless I have psychic powers and can change the past, present and future. Any likeness to real characters is all in your mind, nothing more. This is fiction, made up, never happened, not real…you want that in other languages as well? *LOL*
I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money off it.
Only the original idea contained within this work is the property of the author. Please do not copy this story to any website or archive without permission of the author.
Timeline: Set during the filming of LOTR.
Universe: LOTR RPS
Romance: Sean B/Viggo, mild hints at Sean B./Orli and OB/EW
Summary: Sean has left the LOTR set but Viggo hasn't forgotten...
Archiving: List archive and Green Opals [http://greenopals.50megs.com/] may take it; others please ask.
Feedback: Yes, please. If you want me to continue writing that is *G*. My e-mail address is alexabond2000@yahoo.com
Rating: PG
Warnings: RPS
Series: Sequel to "Dying In Your Arms". Part 13 in "This Thing Called Love".
Author's notes: This is written like a normal telephone conversation...which means only direct speech.
Thanks much to Piex for beta. *hugs*
* * *
"Halloo?"
"Sean?"
"Vig! Is that you?"
"Yes."
"How have you been? How are the others?"
"I'm fine. The others are fine as well. I've missed you though. A lot."
"I've missed you too."
"Have you seen your girls?"
"I saw them right after I got back. I'm still shooting here for "Don't Say A Word" but it should wrap up pretty soon. I just need to die."
"Again? You trying to make a career out of it?"
"I thought I already had."
"Point taken."
"Did you finish that painting you were working on when I left?"
"Almost. It still lacks... something."
"Hmm. You feeling better after Hell's Deep?"
"Yes. I'm telling you, Sean...those were the worst shots we ever did!"
"I believe you. Orli called and..."
"It's alright. I don't mind."
"Oh... Well, he just wanted to know if all was alright and stuff. He told me they had been some hard takes, though worse for you humans."
"Yeah... Our elegant Elf doesn't get dirty."
"I can believe that."
"Has he told you if he’s alright? We’ve become friends but we never discuss…personal things but I thought..."
"That he might tell me? I did ask him. He seems okay. He’s still seeing Elijah as I guess you know but it’s not love; not for him. I don’t think he’s ready for that yet."
"He’s still young."
"True."
"Well…I’m sure he’ll find happiness someday. I know how much you want that for him."
"Yeah…I do."
"…"
"You remember you and Orlando brought up this idea of all of us in the fellowship getting tattoos to remember our time on the set one day at the pub?"
"Yes."
"We've decided to do it. After the shooting is done I mean."
"Good. That'll be a fun way to remember this by."
"Definitely a permanent way."
"I'm not sure Lij will enjoy it though."
"Astin'll be with him. He'll be fine."
"Good."
"Sean, Peter is calling me so..."
"It's alright. I have to get going too."
"It was nice to hear your voice again."
"Just admit you're the one who've been calling to hear my answering machine message already."
"Not my fault. You have such a sexy voice."
"Nah..."
"You do."
"I love you."
"You've just saying that because I complimented you."
"Yes."
"Bastard."
"On occasion."
"Love you all the same though."
"Love you too."
"I'll call you later."
"Good."
"Bye."
"Bye."
The End
TBC in "Interview With Men".
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Date: 2004-06-27 04:31 am (UTC)"Not my fault. You have such a sexy voice."
*giggles*
I adore this story. Writing good conversation is a form of art, and you just did it very well. :) *hugs*
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Date: 2004-06-27 08:40 am (UTC)I adore this story. Writing good conversation is a form of art, and you just did it very well. :) *hugs*
*blushes and beams* Thanks so much. I wanted it to stay in character but still be sweet.
I'm so happy you liked it. Thanks again for your kind words. They made my day!
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Date: 2004-06-28 12:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-30 07:59 am (UTC)*blushes and beams* Thanks so much! Your kind words made my day and means so much to me *hugs and kisses*