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knitekatTitle: Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 437
Characters: James Lester, Hilary Becker
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For my Primeval Bingo Card prompt: Stuck Up. Er... introspection? Possible pre-slash. Boys talking. Thanks go to Fifi for the beta, cheers m'dear.
Lester knew how people viewed him – arrogant, snobbish and distant – it was a façade he'd perfected over the years, first as a management consultant and then as a government hatchet-man. But at what cost? His wife had left him for a more demonstrative man, taking their children with her. His staff at the ARC didn't even bother to invite him out to the public house on a Friday night – not that he'd deem to go – and instead he spent his weekends lonely, with only his books and music for company.
He couldn't even say he'd achieved much in his 40 odd years – oh, he owned his car and flat outright – but... what else? He had no friends, no one who really cared about him and all because of that damned façade he'd thought he needed and then found he couldn't shed, so ingrained it was like a second skin.
Lester glanced up when Captain Becker knocked on his door and stood ramrod straight when beckoned inside. Maybe he was destined to be alone and lonely, but... “Captain Becker, it's come to my attention that you don't bow.”
Becker blinked at him. “Sir?”
Lester sighed and steepled his fingers, resting his chin on them as he stared at Becker for a moment before nodding. “Try unbending a little, Becker. You might find you like the result.”
Becker tilted his head to one side as he considered Lester. “Speaking from experience, sir?”
Damn the soldier for being so perceptive, Lester thought but merely gave Becker a bland look.
Becker nodded as if coming to some conclusion. “Maybe you need to follow your own advice, sir.”
“I'm too set in my ways, captain.” Lester shook his head, refusing to pity himself. “You're still young enough to change.”
“No sir, I think you'd do fine,” Becker replied. “I'll make you a deal.” Lester's eyebrow shot up but before he could say anything Becker continued. “I'll go to the pub tonight if you do.”
Lester gave him a disdainful look, somehow managing to look down his nose at Becker even though he was seated and Becker was standing. “I think not.”
“OK, how about you meet me in the pub on Sunday, for lunch.”
“Are you really that desperate, captain?”
“No sir, not at all.” Becker grinned at him. “And you might like the result.” He snapped a salute and called out as he left, “See you Sunday and remember I know where you live.”
Lester sighed... but, well, nothing ventured, nothing gained... and Becker did have the most splendid arse.
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 437
Characters: James Lester, Hilary Becker
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For my Primeval Bingo Card prompt: Stuck Up. Er... introspection? Possible pre-slash. Boys talking. Thanks go to Fifi for the beta, cheers m'dear.
Lester knew how people viewed him – arrogant, snobbish and distant – it was a façade he'd perfected over the years, first as a management consultant and then as a government hatchet-man. But at what cost? His wife had left him for a more demonstrative man, taking their children with her. His staff at the ARC didn't even bother to invite him out to the public house on a Friday night – not that he'd deem to go – and instead he spent his weekends lonely, with only his books and music for company.
He couldn't even say he'd achieved much in his 40 odd years – oh, he owned his car and flat outright – but... what else? He had no friends, no one who really cared about him and all because of that damned façade he'd thought he needed and then found he couldn't shed, so ingrained it was like a second skin.
Lester glanced up when Captain Becker knocked on his door and stood ramrod straight when beckoned inside. Maybe he was destined to be alone and lonely, but... “Captain Becker, it's come to my attention that you don't bow.”
Becker blinked at him. “Sir?”
Lester sighed and steepled his fingers, resting his chin on them as he stared at Becker for a moment before nodding. “Try unbending a little, Becker. You might find you like the result.”
Becker tilted his head to one side as he considered Lester. “Speaking from experience, sir?”
Damn the soldier for being so perceptive, Lester thought but merely gave Becker a bland look.
Becker nodded as if coming to some conclusion. “Maybe you need to follow your own advice, sir.”
“I'm too set in my ways, captain.” Lester shook his head, refusing to pity himself. “You're still young enough to change.”
“No sir, I think you'd do fine,” Becker replied. “I'll make you a deal.” Lester's eyebrow shot up but before he could say anything Becker continued. “I'll go to the pub tonight if you do.”
Lester gave him a disdainful look, somehow managing to look down his nose at Becker even though he was seated and Becker was standing. “I think not.”
“OK, how about you meet me in the pub on Sunday, for lunch.”
“Are you really that desperate, captain?”
“No sir, not at all.” Becker grinned at him. “And you might like the result.” He snapped a salute and called out as he left, “See you Sunday and remember I know where you live.”
Lester sighed... but, well, nothing ventured, nothing gained... and Becker did have the most splendid arse.
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Date: 2014-01-31 10:44 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2014-02-01 05:57 am (UTC)Well done, James, for noticing. There's hope for you yet!
*g*
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Date: 2014-02-01 04:25 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading.
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Date: 2014-02-01 08:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-01 04:28 pm (UTC)and I'm sure they willThanks for reading.
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Date: 2014-02-01 12:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-01 04:29 pm (UTC)Thanks again for the beta and for reading.
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Date: 2014-02-02 04:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-02 10:55 am (UTC)Thanks for reading.
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Date: 2014-02-02 08:42 am (UTC)I love the insight into Lester's thoughts and mask, and how he tries to warn Becker. Hee for Becker not backing down, and yes, Lester is right at the end
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Date: 2014-02-02 10:57 am (UTC)Thanks for reading.
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Date: 2014-02-06 09:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-06 10:37 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading.