Site update: new Hercules: the Legendary Journeys story

[marycrawford]

First of all, there was the episode Lost City, which had Iolaus saving the day, rescuing an entire city, duelling with bad guys, and wearing blue silk pyjamas and gold beads on his forehead. For some reason, a bunch of us really, really liked this episode. (Screencaps are here. *g*)

Then Randi DuMois posted a missing scene story for Lost City, and it was delicious.

And then ltlj wanted comfort for Iolaus, and falzalot started giving me ideas, and then the two of them ganged up and made Puss-in-Boots eyes at me, and then I caved and wrote this.

Title: Aftermath (26 Kb, rated PG)
Summary: a 'what happened afterwards?' tag to the episode Lost City.

The story is also up at The Less Than Legendary Journeys (yay!).

Comments

[nightwalker.livejournal.com]

That was exactly what I needed to get this day started on the right foot! Thanks!

[marycrawford.livejournal.com]

You're very welcome. :-D

[falzalot.livejournal.com]

[SouthernBelle] Give you ideas? Why, I would ~never~ do such a thing! [/SouthernBelle]

So, uh, now that you've written this wonderful aftermath, I suppose the next thing is the morning after? :->

[[ducks & runs!!]]

[marycrawford.livejournal.com]

Sure.

The morning after, Iolaus had a terrible headache because of the gold beads digging into his forehead while he slept. He stomped off to go find his clothes while Hercules made a breakfast slathered in rosemary.

The end.

Mary, running the other way

[falzalot.livejournal.com]

um... not quite what I had in mind, but it's better than, "they all died." :->

[marycrawford.livejournal.com]

Aw. No, even in jest, I wouldn't go that far. :-)

(And Iolaus kept the silk outfit, because Hercules insisted.)

[falzalot.livejournal.com]

So they, uh, pull it out sometimes? Just for old times sake? :->

*sigh*

[barkeep.livejournal.com]

Mmmm....
Arghl.
Just what my Friday morning needed, thank you!

Re: *sigh*

[marycrawford.livejournal.com]

Yay! I'm glad.

(Lemme tell you, I needed the comfort, too. :-)

[eldritchhobbit.livejournal.com]

Oooh! Lovely! So glad you shared. :) Thanks for the smile!

[marycrawford.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! Glad you liked. :-)

[in-vulnerable.livejournal.com]

Oh, I loved this, especially the tender gentle way Hercules took care of Iolaus. It's a real treat to see this softer side of the big guy. I've said this before, but you have such a wonderful, fluid writing style, and your Iolaus and Herc are both spot on.

These are some of my favourite bits:
he had gotten too used to having a partner at his side who could read him like a scroll, even if the scroll was held upside down.
Beautifully put!

Some of them still seemed very dazed and kept wandering off to look at the sky or commune with a bush,
*g* I love the way you describe the dazed milling about of the cultists.

Pushing through the crowd at last, he put on an expression of elaborate unconcern and ambled up to Hercules just as he sent the last bandit hurtling away through the tree tops with one well-aimed punch.
Oh, I know that expression! The "I had everything under control but I'm still glad you showed up" look.

Hercules glanced down at him, already grinning in welcome, then did a truly classic doubletake and looked him up and down, from the glittering beads on his forehead to brightly dyed silks to sandals and back again.
I can just see that doubletake of Hercules'. Yeah, Herc, we all want to do naughty things to him in that outfit. *g*

Perseus, who could barely buckle his own flying sandals.
Hee!

Iolaus leaned into him easily, not even looking around.
*sigh* That seriously hits one of my buttons, that easy trust between them.

"Oooh-kay. I guess that's a yes." Iolaus moved back toward the square, pushing Hercules before him and muttering, "That is one stubborn woman."
"Yes, I could tell she was family," Hercules said, and grinned as Iolaus punched him lightly in the back.
Hee! Herc with the funny! Classic Herc/Iolaus banter.

sitting there in that posture, clad in soft silk and glittering beads, his hair a wild nimbus around his head, Iolaus looked both like a street urchin and a sultan's favorite.
Guh! Was it your intention to make me weak in the knees with that image? *melts*

His voice trailed off, and he settled deeper into the blankets, shoving at Hercules as though he was a pillow that needed to be plumped into shape.
Once again, that's such a wonderful and sweet image, and one I could totally see.

Excellent coda to a fun episode. I enjoyed it tremendously.

[marycrawford.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! Today was a very sucky Monday and you improved it immensely with your lovely detailed feedback.

That seriously hits one of my buttons, that easy trust between them.

Yours too, huh? *eg* It is definitely one of mine.

Was it your intention to make me weak in the knees with that image?

Hee! Well, more like 'fond hope'. Glad to hear it worked, heh.

Thanks again!

Mary, jazzed