Take A Look At The Law Man Beating Up The Wrong Guy

Mon, 04 Jun 2007 01:48:49 GMT

I had to have been on something when I wrote this. Maybe I was drunk.

An essay explaining why Elizabeth/Barbossa is the OTP. It's all Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World's End related, so no ready if you haven't seenie. Spoilers GALORE.

I wrote this last night.

the good ship xxx HELIZ
[Hector Barbossa + Elizabeth Swann]

SAO FENG'S BATH-HOUSE
From the start Barbossa is clearly a little defensive of Elizabeth, when she is singing and is faced with some men who are under the order of Sao Feng, and they mention she is alone, and Barbossa comes down the steps and makes the rhetorical question to indicate "bwahaha, she's with me". Barbossa's protective streak flies into action whilst they're talking to Sao Feng and he puts an arm out to stop her doing something undoubtedly stupid.

It is clear Barbossa and Elizabeth now hold eachother high respect and even friendly regard, and with their quite comfortable chat about Sao Feng [which holds some humor in it; delibrate according to the character or slipped in to make the audience laugh or not, it's there all the same] it seems the kidnapping and initial cruel banter is long forgotten.

[about Sao Feng]
Elizabeth: Is he that terrifying?
Barbossa: He's much like meself but absent me merciful nature and sense of fair play.

Barbossa almost seems to be holding back laughter to an extent when Elizabeth opens her shirt to reveal an array of weaponry. His face gets ever more curious and by the time she pulls out a bomb he keeps smiling - perhaps not only to reassure Sao Feng's men but himself, a clear worried portrayal of "she's DAN-GER-OUS!!!". And then when Elizabeth is pulling out a very large gun from goodness-knows-where he does the typical curious watching like "wtf?!". Fair enough, but what's this??! An extra peer at her backside afterwards. A long, drawn out peer at her backside. Ja, because we really believe that he's just confirming where the gun came from...

The moment when Sao Feng reveals that a theif was caught trying to steal charts is amusing - the twin looks of "oh sh*t" on their faces... it's almost adorable. Almost being the operative word, since Barbossa might be awesome but he's definately not good-looking. At all. Won't stop the shipping of Heliz though. Heliz for the win!

The way Barbossa and Elizabeth not only catch the swords they're thrown but do it at exactly the same time just wins at life. I'd thought it was Will and Elizabeth or Jack and Elizabeth in the trailer as that made more sense, but the trailers were bad quality since I watched them on youtube. It also proves that Elizabeth has skipped herself up a level and now fully matches Barbossa in swordsmanship, danger-quality and intelligence. You go girl.

THE JOURNEY TO AND FROM THE LOCKER
Moving on - the scene where Barbossa says they're lost. He looks directly at her when he replies, yet it appears he's talking to all of them [Will, Elizabeth, Tia Dalma].

Barbossa:

Barbossa spends alot of time at the helm of the Black Pearl, spending very little time amongst the crew at all- between his childish banter with Jack [post-rescue obviously], b*tchyness with Tia Dalma/Calypso and his talk with Elizabeth he doesn't talk to many others, save for orders and the like, and occasionally talking to others to get them to answer questions that others have put forwards. Aye, we're good and lost now.
Elizabeth: Lost?
Barbossa: For certain you have to be lost to find a place that can't be found. Elseways, everyone would know where it was.

Elizabeth:
And then we're onto the Jack-Barbossa rivalry. Amusing, since if you read deep enough you come up with Barbossa [heart] Elizabeth and Jack has snogged Elizabeth and maybeh, just maybeh, it plays a part of the rivalry.

Jack:

And also comes to the thing that never gets old- MALE INSECURITY!
Yes, Jack, Barbossa's telescope IS BIGGER THAN YOURS. And then when you put two together to GET a bigger one, yours is droopy. Sorry, Barbossa for the win. Which also means he's ahead of you in the Elizabeth stakes, because he has the ship, the charts, and the big telescope. Barbossa 1, Jack nil.
Yes, I'm aware that I'm probably reading far too deep into this. That makes you... chart-man.
There's not much Heliz action for a while, but when Elizabeth sees her father and reacts strongly, it's interesting how Will has to try and reach around Barbossa [who declines to move] to touch her... she bounces off to talk to Guv' Swann anyway.
Oh, and a priceless moment: Will asks of Barbossa, "why doesn't he do something?" but I don't see Elizabeth questioning his actions [unless they're incredibly suicidal, like sending their boat over a waterfall]. JEAAAAAAAAAAAAALOUS BOY. Barbossa's telescope is bigger than yours!!!
SHIPWRECK ISLAND AND THE FINAL BATTLE
Barbossa seems to respect Elizabeth's wishes, too, allowing her to send the pirates to a final stand of war agains the EITCo., despite the fact that their chances of survival were pretty small. It's an amazing thing, really, because he also stands by and is at the helm of the Pearl for the final battle despite his objections. It could've had something to do with the fact that Elizabeth had become Pirate Lord and then Pirate King in the same day, but all the same, it's a very valid point.

The scene of marriage for Elizabeth and Will.

[Will asks Elizabeth to marry him during a life and death battle]
Will Turner: I've made my choice, what's yours?
Elizabeth Swann: Barbossa.
[Will gives her a confused look]
Elizabeth Swann: Barbossa! Marry us!
Barbossa: [fighting off Davy Jones' crew] I'm a little busy at the moment!
Will Turner: Now Barbossa!
Barbossa: Fine then! [climbs up on a ledge] Dearly Beloved, we be gathered here today... [continues fighting]
Will Turner: Elizabeth, do you take me to be your husband?
Elizabeth Swann: I do!
Will Turner: Great!
Elizabeth Swann: [fights] Will Turner, do you take me to be your wife... in sickness and in health with health being the less likely.
Will Turner: I do.
Barbossa: As captain I now pronounce you...(fights off enemy) You may kiss- [fights off enemy] You may kiss- [fights off another enemy] ...Just kiss!

The scene makes a mark in my head. Will asks her to make a choice, so she yells "Barbossa"? Yes, Elizabeth, that makes aalllll the sense in the world! You're supposed to say "I love you", not shout the name of ~~your secret pirate lover~~ the Captain of the Black Pearl. Foolish woman! Though she recovers quickly and yells for Barbossa to preside over the ceremony, which despite the fact they're in a life or death battle he actually agrees to. What is with that? You could die any minute, so you're going to spend what could be the last moments of your life marrying off Pirate Lord Elizabeth to Pirate Whelp Will? In my opinion it's Barbossa doing his "let's respect the wench's wishes -.-" thing again.

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It's highly unrequited love, I suspect, but it's love all the same.

Peace out.

M'kay, so when Barbossa grabs her face it's not such a Heliz-friendly moment, but HELLO! Elizabeth doesn't slap him, which is more to her suiting. Possibly because she reckons Barbossa would open up a can o'whupass on her. It was alot easier to stab/hurt him when he was undead/immortal and he wasn't so likely to hit back [she STABBED him and he barely pouted], and it wasn't such a bother for him either.

And yay for Barbossa employing his Evil! Crazy! Laugh! In fact that whole moment rules. The look on his face when he holds onto the ropes before they go over the falls is pretty darn priceless... You've doomed us all!
Barbossa: Don't be so unkind. You may not live to pass this way again and these be the last friendly words you'll hear.

Wed, 23 May 2007 00:09:17 GMT

dorcas_gustine tagged me. Why me?!

1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.

I tageth: bibi_luvs_house, [info]dl_val , [info]xstun_my_painx, and I am alone to the point of having no more friends than that.</div>

1. My career desire tends to follow whatever TV show or film I'm currently into. Legally Blonde made me wanna be a lawyer, House MD made me want to be a doctor, Life On Mars makes me want to be a police officer.

2. I've been hailed as a female combination of Gene Hunt and Gregory House by three people. Which also means I'm not real.

3. My hair has been abused so much with dye that it's a wonder that it hasn't fallen out yet.

4. I only have crushes on older men or gruff looking men with the exception of Robert Sean Leonard and John Simm.. That's right, you can shove Daniel Radcliffe and Tom Felton and Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt right up yer arses. Philip Glenister, Hugh Laurie and others are more up my street.

5. I have 4 cats, 3 dogs, 2 chinchillas, 1 rabbit, 1 snake, 1 gecko, and 1 skink. Yes, I should run a pet shop. Or a zoo.

6. I bite and chew things alot.

7. It's not beyond me to fantasize or dream about people that I have crushes on.

8. I love all music except country/western.

Sun, 13 May 2007 19:12:52 GMT

I firmly believe that I cursed Eurovision.

I wanted either Finland or Moldova (being a very rocky-musicky-typie-thing) to win, and said "Don't let Serbia's nerd or Ukraine's... thing! win!" and... Serbia came first, and Ukraine came second.

Goddamnit...

....Finland were great hosts though. That interval act! WOW! And I didn't think it was possible to mosh whilst playing the cello...

LIVEJOURNAL SUCKS.

Fri, 11 May 2007 13:06:00 GMT

So I thought this was my fic post, right? My lurvely x-posted ficlet because that's what I do, I post my fics in my community 1973oddcouple, then I post them here.

Well, I copy-pasted, and whilst it worked last time when I pushing my "Give Yourself In" ficlet over to odd couple, it didn't this time.

Up your jacksie with a key, a gun, and whatever else I have handy, livejournal, you bastard.

Fri, 27 Apr 2007 12:04:37 GMT

Come on people - don't be afraid to post here :)

Thanks to everyone who has so far joined. Love each and every one of you for it!

Gene/Sam Story "Give Yourself In" Part One

Thu, 12 Apr 2007 07:52:39 GMT

Title: Give Yourself In
Rating: T, I'd say.
Chapter: 1: To [Dis]contentment
Summary:
Of story: There has always been some kind of strange mutual attraction between Gene Hunt and Sam Tyler. It just chooses to manifest itself right when everything is going well for Sam- right in the middle of his relationship with Annie.
Of chapter: Gene has never been estactic about his working environment; only less so now, because he has to watch the fluttering eyelashes and gooey love of Sam and Annie. He finds himself calling Sam into his office just to distract Sam from Annie momentarily. Sam finds it increasingly suspicious; and also finds himself thinking about Gene when he should be thinking about Annie.
Other: Un-beta'd! Be afraid. Be very afraid. This is my first attempt at writing GeneSamSlash, so you'll have to be kind.

Gene Hunt isn’t particularly happy with the situation at work now. He was never exactly blown away by the fact that to move you have to dodge piles of paper that could grow to your waist if left unchecked, but now the air was filled with the gooey, disgustingly awful stench of love. Annie Cartwright and Sam Tyler had been a couple a long bloody time in the making and Gene was almost relieved when he’d pulled up to see the pair kissing. But three months of watching the soft glances and the pretty smiles and batted eyelashes exchanged between the two was far too much for Gene to handle. His nicotine-choked office area was fast becoming choked with something else entirely, and if something didn’t change soon Gene had a feeling that Cartwright and Tyler would spend an evening wearing matching overalls and plastering the office with hideously bright floral wallpaper.

There’s a basic routine that Gene has come to notice with the sickening couple. They walk in side by side, sometimes holding hands, sometimes with their faces glued together, share an unnecessarily long kiss before parting with puppy-dog eyes as they walk in where they officially get into work mode. It doesn’t stop the aforementioned batted eyelashes and pretty smiles, and the occasional moment where Tyler stands closer than necessary, pressing behind her if she’s showing him a file or placing a light hand lower that he should for work.

‘Tyler!’ Gene barks, sticking his head out of the office to find- as he has come to expect- Tyler and Cartwright making eyes at each other. ‘In here! Now!’ He’d think of some reason why he wanted to talk to Tyler, hopefully. Any reason, so long as it meant parting him from Cartwright. If it weren’t for Gene’s firm belief that he was straight, he’d admit to himself that maybe, just maybe, he was a little jealous.

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‘Yes, guv?’ Sam called back to his DCI, just as he demanded his presence in the office. Sam sighed. Gene had been pulling Sam into his office a lot lately. It was usually for pathetically minor things, or a hasty “are you going to get in the first round at the pub tonight”, or something god-awful like that.

Sam growled quietly and unhappily as he strode towards the office, every glance that didn’t need to be used to avoid a person or an object being spent on Annie, and from the look on her face she’d noticed Gene’s new hobby of getting Sam alone as well. Sam paused. Getting him alone. Huh, he hadn’t thought of it like that before. Maybe Gene just needed to cause the occasional break in the love between Sam and Annie that he knew that starting to bother everyone. Maybe Gene just got a kick out of watching Sam be an obedient little puppy, but Sam doubted that somewhat.

He knocked on the door, and a loud grunt signalled Sam was permitted to enter. Sam stepped in sullenly, wondering if this time Gene would actually ask Sam to do something usual, or hell, hand Sam a bollocking about his behaviour or a mistake just anything but this sad little thing that was going on.

‘Erm…’ Gene seemed at loss for words. ‘Eh… good job, Tyler.’

Sam rose his eyebrows. ‘Is that it?

‘What else do you want? A bloody medal?’

‘Good job on what?’

‘Just… good job. You’re… a good copper.’

Sam blinked. Gene wasn’t even looking at him. Huh. ‘Thank you, guv.’

‘Get lost now.’

Sam rolled his eyes and stepped out, and crossed over to Annie after checking the time. ‘In the words of Gene Hunt, it’s almost “beer o’clock”. What do you say we clock off now and go home?’

Annie smiled. That was a yes then. Returning the smile, Sam put his hand on the small of Annie’s back and with a quick note to Chris that he and Annie were leaving, walked out.

As soon as they hit cold air, Sam turned Annie to face him and kissed her, a long, slow, passionate kiss that conveyed all he felt for her - which was quite a lot. ‘What was that for?’ Annie asked after Sam had slowly broken away, his fingers still lingering on her cheeks.

‘No reason,’ he replied. Well, there was. He needed to get Gene’s penetrating eyes out of his mind and put Annie’s face there instead. When you’ve just got out of work, the face of your DCI staring at you in your mind is the last thing you need. Or that was what Sam liked to think was the reasoning behind it anyway.

Friends Only, Bitches

Thu, 12 Apr 2007 02:40:39 GMT

x.x.Don't Move You're Surrounded By Armed Bastards.x.x

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