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I am hoping Kate and Andi do involving the Edmund/Ramses/Laurie King triple x over

And andi_horton 
Flattered, Madam, though we do profess ourselves by your faith in us, my esteemed colleague and I both confess that our desire to bear witness to the existence of such a literary epic is greatly -- perhaps even mercifully -- tempered by our collective doubt in our ability to do it anything even resembling justice.

With sincere regrets we remain,

your humble servants

 And  intrikate88 : You have read my brain; namely that Russell and Holmes met up with Ramses and yes, later in life, they are mentoring Edmund. AND THEN THE WORLD BLEW UP.

 See, if I knew Ramses better, I would attempt this myself, just, a few lines you know. A paragraph. The one I cannot get out of my head is Ramses and Edmund taunting Holmes at the dinner party in O Jerusalem.  Something along the lines of the following (understanding that i am completely winging it insofar as Ramses is concerned).

It was, as it always was, Emerson's doing.  He'd heard some Victorian poker-faced chap in Arab dress was skulking about Jerusalem looking for a women's dinner gown.  Emerson had finessed the acquisition of the gown and based upon the measurements provided, deduced that the young lady in question was no matron.  Emerson had seen to the gown's delivery to a hostel owned by one of "his" chaps, a safehouse for Allbenby's boys, to to be sure, but not the sort of spot appropriate for any respectable young woman.   Which meant, logically, the women was not respectable.  Now, Emerson would not leave off until he'd seen the woman, in the gown, which probably looked utterly staid until it was on and then appear exotic and vaguely sensual in an understated, Oriental sort of way.

As Edmund saw it, there was a scheme afoot and they had best steer clear lest something really dire happen -- and disasters tended to follow Emerson like biblical plagues.  With Emerson's imagination afire, Edmund had finally determined that it best to obtain the proper dinner invitation and then they might both go.  At least he could hold Emerson's leash or bring along the dustpan to sweep up the inevitable carnage.   Finagling social engagements being Edmund's department, he had run by the hostess that afternoon, flattered her, and secured the invitations Emerson coveted. 

The cocktails were superb and one look at the parties involved told him all he needed to know for a bit of needling fun.

"I say, old man!  You've been introduced to Miss Russell then?  Smashing in that gown, isn't she?  Cuts quite the figure in it."  Edmund thought of slapping the impostor on the back but the hard look he was getting made him think he might break a hand in the process.

Emerson raised a glass in salute to his handiwork.   "Best damn looking woman in Jerusalem, wouldn't you say, Pevensie?"

 “Single too,” Pevensie replied, with another appreciative look that lingered. “A keen mind as well.”  He wondered if the faculties already displayed so cuttingly in Miss Russell might extend to maths.

 “And interested in archeology; quite the passion for languages, native tongues and all that."   Emerson waggled his own and Allenby's masquerading guest looked ready to cut it from his mouth.  Knowing full well the murderous effect he was causing, Emerson blithely went on, "Wouldn't mind showing Miss Russell around a few dusty caves myself.  See what she's made of in the dark!"

"Brilliant idea, Emerson.  I'll line up the caravan, see to the logistics."

"Go find your own, Pevensie.  You can't come along for all that you have that way with camels. I spotted her first."

Allenby's guest --  by Jove he was grim sort and no more a military man than he or Emerson  was -- began coughing on his drink. 

"I say old man, you all right there? Is the heat fatiguing you? General Allenby, sir, your dinner guest seems to be flushing alarmingly!  Waiter!  A seltzer for this old chap, what!"

And then Mary shows up, links arms with Pevensie and Emerson and waltzes into dinner with a swish of her hip and a, "I believe that is the dinner bell, boys!"

Yes, modified again, because I can't stop tinkering.  Which I will do.  Stop.  That is.


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Feb. 22nd, 2010 01:31 pm (UTC)
Arrrgh! I absolutely have to go read these books. It's going down with Amazon.com today.

Write write write!!
Feb. 22nd, 2010 03:16 pm (UTC)
"You bought her that dress, old man? Well spotted! She cuts quite the figure in it." Pevensie thought of slapping the impostor on the back but the hard look he was getting made him think he might break a hand in the process.

Ohmygod. I nearly just spit stew all over my work computer. I mean, that scene was already beyond priceless anyway, but to have all of them deliberately exacerbating it... *LOVES* ALSO THE CAMEL COMMENT LOL LOL LOL.

Then after they go into dinner:

If someone was going to spy on Allenby's dinner, Ramses Emerson thought, then it was relevant enough to his own purposes for him to take an interest. Not that he was there on official business, but the older man and the young Miss Russell were... curious. Especially as Miss Russell seemed to have become an ever increasingly sensitive spot with the not-a-military-gentleman. "Interested in hands-on archaeology, Miss Russell? See, I'm not the old-fashioned type that thinks women can't enjoy getting out of their fancy dresses and poking about the dark."
The masquerading guest, he thought, really was impressive in the way he was steadily draining a full glass of red wine without pause. He wasn't even blinking, in fact.
"A refreshing attitude, Mr. Emerson," Miss Russell answered, smiling sparklingly at him. But he noticed her short, filed-but-still-rough nails, and the remnants of skin dye lingering in the folds of the knuckle on her thumb, and a line of broken hair along her hairline that could easily show where a wrapping had rubbed for two long. Yes, these were curious guests indeed.
Feb. 22nd, 2010 03:27 pm (UTC)
"Did you catch the whiff lingering on them?" Pevensie murmured in his ear during the port.

"Apart from the overpowering eau de cologne on Miss Russell, no." Really, the scent has been the only off putting thing about her.

"Donkey," Pevense said with the authority of one whose nose knows such things. "Horse, goat, and camel."

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Feb. 22nd, 2010 04:46 pm (UTC)
*amused* this is hilarious! oh crossovers, how you make me happy.
Feb. 22nd, 2010 06:14 pm (UTC)
Threadjacking to say I love your icon. Probably stealing it, it defines my life often. :P
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Feb. 22nd, 2010 05:04 pm (UTC)
I have to read these books! Library visit in my future, definitely.

Lovely, lovely start. Though I confess I had to give my brain a good whack at the beginning to make it understand "Emerson" as Ramses rather than, well, Emerson. Of course Edmund's going to think of him that way, just took a second.

... Nefret meeting Miss Russell?
Feb. 22nd, 2010 05:15 pm (UTC)
Ironically, I had no idea that there was this character named Mary Russell, an American/English Jewish woman, cavorting about with Sherlock Holmes in the first 20 years of the 20th Century. I only discovered her after well into TSG when Andi started reading and had hoped, gleefully, that I was doing a xover. Russell is the first person protagonist in the novels by author Laurie King and I have read but three of them. The one above is O Jerusalem in which Holmes and Russell are wandering about Palestine in Arab dress at the request of Brother Mycroft. Russell is, at this point, reading theology and chemistry at Oxford.
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Feb. 22nd, 2010 11:24 pm (UTC)
*falls over in astonishment*

Oh, this is too good, really. I must dig the King books out from wherever they're hiding in the stacks and re-read them. But now, of course, Edmund will be sneaking in...
Feb. 23rd, 2010 08:06 pm (UTC)
Oh, this is amazing! I love it so much, and that's without having read the books (which are next on my list, now!)

(Oh, and not sure if you saw this on the forum, rth, but I know you'll be pleased: Guess who got the Irregulars from the library and is halfway through chapter one already?)
Feb. 23rd, 2010 08:28 pm (UTC)
Guess who got the Irregulars from the library and is halfway through chapter one already?)

Ha! then you will see precisely where I got the ideas from and just how far I departed from "the reality" -- which itself is open to question as spies are notoriously poor sources. The accomplishments of Canadian William Stephenson and the BSC were certainly important to the War!
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Feb. 25th, 2010 04:31 pm (UTC)
I finished O Jerusalem and now I can't get this out of my head. Definitely seeing the Emerson/Russell crossover, though adding in Narnia is taking a bit more work because of the time shift.

You should read He Shall Thunder in the Sky, which is older Ramses set on preventing the Turks from starting a revolt in Cairo to distract the British from an attack on the Canal. It pieces in with Jerusalem frighteningly well.
Feb. 25th, 2010 05:51 pm (UTC)
Guess you didn't hear about the Ficathon Walks Into A Bar [or a dinner party in Jerusalem in 1918? http://sabinelagrande.livejournal.com/255412.html
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Feb. 27th, 2010 08:02 pm (UTC)
I know nothing about King's books or about Emerson - but I still enjoyed the posts!
Mar. 9th, 2010 03:06 pm (UTC)
Amazing well done. The party at the American colony cried out for exploration from other points of view! I'm in Justice Hall right now, and prefer my Bedus to the aristos littered around this novel.
Mar. 9th, 2010 03:10 pm (UTC)
Do check out the rest of the comments. We carried on a bit further, with Ramses and Edmund being sneaky and awesome and Holmes/Gillette becoming increasingly cold.
May. 25th, 2015 05:18 pm (UTC)
I love Laurie King's Mary Russell series, but I never thought to throw them in with the Pevensies! I love this. It's genius, if you can suspend the problem with setting and whatnot. I would wish it could be longer, except there aren't any directions this fic could go, and it stands well on its own
May. 27th, 2015 11:07 pm (UTC)
Re: Awesome!!
Oh my, this doesn't get any attention but we had SUCH FUN doing it. And thank you!!

Edited at 2015-05-28 02:08 am (UTC)
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