They fight crime
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eliyesSo, I'm been working on fic for Leon McNichol and Daley Wong of the ADPolice. (Original BGC series timeline.) Mostly I'm playing around with the development of their partnership, seeing how much non-slash I can write when one of the guys is canonically gay and attracted to the other, and having fun with cops in a cyberpunk setting. :3 I'm also looking for a fic prompt comm that suits me, suggestions welcome.
Here are two of the fics I've finished thus far.
The Name Game
"Detective McNichol?"
Leon held up a hand in the direction the voice had come from and finished what he'd been saying to his partner about the tread marks they were crouched over. When both detectives straightened, Leon sang out for a crime scene photographer before turning to whoever was talking to him.
It was a rookie cop, bearing the inevitable clipboard – and holding it out to Daley, obviously assuming the guy with curly red hair would be Detective McNichol.
Daley took the clipboard with a wink of one dark eye, and Leon made a show of reading over his shoulder as he skimmed. When Daley raised the pen as though he were just finishing off a sentence and about to sign, Leon plucked it out of his hand, reached around him, and scrawled his name on the appropriate line. Daley handed the clipboard back to the flummoxed rookie with a cheerful smile.
"Thank you, Detective Wong," Leon said. “You're an excellent clipboard holder.”
"My pleasure, Detective McNichol," Daley replied with a wink. "People tell me I have a very steady grip."
They watched the rookie flush and mumble something that might have been an apology before scurrying away.
Leon waggled his eyebrows, grinning.
"Steady grip, huh?"
Daley snorted, ruefully pushing back his bangs.
"Figure that's gonna happen a lot?"
Leon shrugged.
"We'll just keep telling them they've got the Wong guy," he said, not quite fast enough to dodge the smack that earned him.
And, since they are both incorrible flirts:
Motivations for Flirtation
Leon knows Daley is attracted to him. Hell, he's not blind. And Daley knows Leon isn't into guys. They'd worked that out amicably fairly early on.
It doesn't stop them from flirting.
For Daley, it's a bit of a relief. Sometimes he can't not say something, make a joke, and Leon taking it in such good humour and joking back helps him cope. He was one of those crazy people who wanted to be a cop, still wanted to even when he was hating the job, and early on he'd actually contemplated trying to stay in the closet.
But life was damned short, especially for cops, and he'd decided 'to hell with it' and bought a couple of pastel purple suits just to be obvious. He was glad his partner wasn't a dickhead like some of the guys he'd had to work with. Daley knew that Leon would never fail to give him back-up because Daley liked guys, and Leon would step up to the bat for him every damn time.
It was nice, in a way, to have someone he could flirt and joke with without worrying about watching his tongue or whether he was saying the right thing to get laid. They were building a rock-solid partnership, and a friendship at least as close as any Daley'd had as a kid. That was something special.
Hell, some days he realised how tied up they were with each other and was glad sex wasn't going to be part of the equation. It couldn't possibly be healthy.
For Leon's part, he thought Daley had a great sense of humour, really dry sometimes and prone to sneak-attacks. He was glad Daley hadn't decided not to flirt with him just because he was attracted to women; he'd miss it. He'd seen Daley do nothing but professional and the guy could be cold. He did not want that kind of thing directed at him from his partner. Besides, it helped him gauge Daley's mood.
On some level he realised that flirting back was just one of the things that he could do to let Daley know he was okay with him, with his sexual orientation and all the millions of things outside of that made Daley who he was. He was a damned fine cop, really one of the good ones, and Leon was more than happy to have the guy watching his back.
If Leon was the type to worry about whether the guy watching his back checked out his ass while he was back there, he wouldn't wear such tight pants. He'd never had a problem with people looking at him, and hey, nothing wrong with being motivated to keep Leon's ass in one piece. At least, so he had smirked at Daley over drinks once.
Even more than reassuring Daley, though, flirting at the station showed the other guys that Leon was okay with Daley. He wasn't naive enough to think that none of their fellow cops had less-than-kind thoughts about gays on the force, even though they all put their lives on the line the exact same way, day in and day out. Daley had done his time in the TAC Squads, watching his friends and coworkers get shredded, just like Leon had. They were good cops, they had a good partnership, and no one would risk messing with that -- the Captain would have them fried with a side of hashbrowns for breakfast if anyone messed up a functioning team of Detectives.
Mostly, though, he flirted back because it made Daley smile, sometimes even laugh, and life was too short to miss those opportunities.
That's all for now; more to come, hopefully.
Here are two of the fics I've finished thus far.
The Name Game
"Detective McNichol?"
Leon held up a hand in the direction the voice had come from and finished what he'd been saying to his partner about the tread marks they were crouched over. When both detectives straightened, Leon sang out for a crime scene photographer before turning to whoever was talking to him.
It was a rookie cop, bearing the inevitable clipboard – and holding it out to Daley, obviously assuming the guy with curly red hair would be Detective McNichol.
Daley took the clipboard with a wink of one dark eye, and Leon made a show of reading over his shoulder as he skimmed. When Daley raised the pen as though he were just finishing off a sentence and about to sign, Leon plucked it out of his hand, reached around him, and scrawled his name on the appropriate line. Daley handed the clipboard back to the flummoxed rookie with a cheerful smile.
"Thank you, Detective Wong," Leon said. “You're an excellent clipboard holder.”
"My pleasure, Detective McNichol," Daley replied with a wink. "People tell me I have a very steady grip."
They watched the rookie flush and mumble something that might have been an apology before scurrying away.
Leon waggled his eyebrows, grinning.
"Steady grip, huh?"
Daley snorted, ruefully pushing back his bangs.
"Figure that's gonna happen a lot?"
Leon shrugged.
"We'll just keep telling them they've got the Wong guy," he said, not quite fast enough to dodge the smack that earned him.
And, since they are both incorrible flirts:
Motivations for Flirtation
Leon knows Daley is attracted to him. Hell, he's not blind. And Daley knows Leon isn't into guys. They'd worked that out amicably fairly early on.
It doesn't stop them from flirting.
For Daley, it's a bit of a relief. Sometimes he can't not say something, make a joke, and Leon taking it in such good humour and joking back helps him cope. He was one of those crazy people who wanted to be a cop, still wanted to even when he was hating the job, and early on he'd actually contemplated trying to stay in the closet.
But life was damned short, especially for cops, and he'd decided 'to hell with it' and bought a couple of pastel purple suits just to be obvious. He was glad his partner wasn't a dickhead like some of the guys he'd had to work with. Daley knew that Leon would never fail to give him back-up because Daley liked guys, and Leon would step up to the bat for him every damn time.
It was nice, in a way, to have someone he could flirt and joke with without worrying about watching his tongue or whether he was saying the right thing to get laid. They were building a rock-solid partnership, and a friendship at least as close as any Daley'd had as a kid. That was something special.
Hell, some days he realised how tied up they were with each other and was glad sex wasn't going to be part of the equation. It couldn't possibly be healthy.
For Leon's part, he thought Daley had a great sense of humour, really dry sometimes and prone to sneak-attacks. He was glad Daley hadn't decided not to flirt with him just because he was attracted to women; he'd miss it. He'd seen Daley do nothing but professional and the guy could be cold. He did not want that kind of thing directed at him from his partner. Besides, it helped him gauge Daley's mood.
On some level he realised that flirting back was just one of the things that he could do to let Daley know he was okay with him, with his sexual orientation and all the millions of things outside of that made Daley who he was. He was a damned fine cop, really one of the good ones, and Leon was more than happy to have the guy watching his back.
If Leon was the type to worry about whether the guy watching his back checked out his ass while he was back there, he wouldn't wear such tight pants. He'd never had a problem with people looking at him, and hey, nothing wrong with being motivated to keep Leon's ass in one piece. At least, so he had smirked at Daley over drinks once.
Even more than reassuring Daley, though, flirting at the station showed the other guys that Leon was okay with Daley. He wasn't naive enough to think that none of their fellow cops had less-than-kind thoughts about gays on the force, even though they all put their lives on the line the exact same way, day in and day out. Daley had done his time in the TAC Squads, watching his friends and coworkers get shredded, just like Leon had. They were good cops, they had a good partnership, and no one would risk messing with that -- the Captain would have them fried with a side of hashbrowns for breakfast if anyone messed up a functioning team of Detectives.
Mostly, though, he flirted back because it made Daley smile, sometimes even laugh, and life was too short to miss those opportunities.
That's all for now; more to come, hopefully.
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Date: 2007-05-01 03:26 am (UTC)I loved both pieces. I don't know who the guys are, but I like them! A lot! This was really great work. I hope to see more.
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Date: 2007-05-01 04:15 am (UTC)Would you like me to edit the entry (or do another post) giving a primer on the guys, or just give you a link to a website that has decent bios, or tell you here, or...?
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Date: 2007-05-02 10:35 pm (UTC)Tell me all about it right here baby! Or do another post. I can't remember how long comments can be.
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Date: 2007-05-09 11:39 pm (UTC)Pictures always help me, I know, so if you're the same I put up a very small gallery of the boys (http://pics.livejournal.com/eliyes/gallery/0000pab7). Also, not so long ago I did a post of some music videos from this series, and included a run down of all the related series (there are five animated, and god knows how many novels and comics). That post is here (http://eliyes.livejournal.com/89880.html), and I especially recommend watching the (ofifcial!) music video "Heartbreaker" to see Leon in action (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vs0X-jCCsgQ). And you can always poke Wikipedia's entry (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bubblegum_Crisis), if you like.
Now then. The Bubblegum Crisis setting is Megatokyo, in the very early 2030s (Leon's birth would have been this December past), and it's cyberpunk inspired by the movies BladeRunner and Streets of Fire. After a disastrous earthquake, Tokyo (now "Megatokyo" or sometimes "NeoTokyo") was rebuilt, primarily through the work of artificial humanoids called Boomers, made by GENOM Corporation. Boomers come in many different stripes, from construction to battle to factory worker to service industry (and robohookers). GENOM dominates the town, the AI industry, and slowly but surely, the world. Or at least, they're working on it.
Boomers also go crazy. Even the most mundane waitress Boomer is far far stronger and more durable than a human being, and so after a few incidents, a special branch of law enforcement was created to deal with Boomers (and armed terrorists): The Advanced Police, or ADP. Leon, we know, started in the Normal Police, had a run in with an A-class female service boomer who he managed to kill with his service pistol, was switched up to ADP (don't know if he was offered the position or volunteered or what), worked as a TAC Squad grunt, possibly did some time as a pilot, adn then made Detective -- which means he gets to play with mecha and command a squad if he wants one, and also has other really cool toys. (But not as cool as those of the Knight Sabers, the actual stars of Bubblegum Crisis.)
The ADP is partially funded by Genom, their gear is mostly from Genom, and they were created to clean up Genom's messes, essentially. They're never given enough power -- firepower or otherwise -- to actually put a stop to what Genom is doing, really. They have a very high rate of getting killed. As Daley says Bubblegum Crisis: Grand Mal, "The ADP's always taking a beating, Leon. It's our role in life."
It's true. The boomers take chunks out of them. Since the boomers can take a shitload of damage, the ADP has to be able to deal a lot of damage -- and there's always a lot of collateral destruction. Still, they can't keep up, and people blame them as a waste of money. People smart enough to see that the problem lies with Genom and it would be better if it were prevented at source instead of dealt with reactively still villify the ADP as the ineffective option.
But the ADP still go to work every day to try to protect others at the risk of their lives. It's cyberpunk, so of course it all seems somewhat futile.
It should be noted that Leon and Daley find out the identity of one of the vigilante Knight Sabers, and never tell. Why? Well, a couple of reasons. One is that the one they figure out is Priss, who Leon has a thing about. The other is that the KS are making a difference. And the more people fight boomers, the better -- and when the KS make the ADP look bad, the ADP gets given more effective toys. Mwahaha.
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Date: 2007-05-11 03:13 am (UTC)I read on the other post that you were looking for a fanfic community for prompts. Well, I'm a part of
I'm looking forward to reading more from you!
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Date: 2007-05-11 04:10 am (UTC)The thing is, as much as I am tempted (and oh, I am so so tempted) to slash the boys, I want to write the UST. There's no evidence that Leon is attracted to men (occasionally terrified of women, yes, but specific kinds of women and for very good reasons), not that that usually stops slashers, and I kinda like writing the gentle tease/one-sided UST. I want to see how long I can do it before I cave, if I cave.
Maybe I could just stalk the comm and use the prompts... It looks like a good set-up.
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Date: 2007-05-11 04:19 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-05-11 03:16 pm (UTC)I wish you had more time to write, too, but that's so I could read what you're writing. :3