FIC: Fishing Line

[ranmaru.livejournal.com]

I loved Elizabethtown. I didn't think I would. And Viggo as a badass Navy Seal in GI Jane?Ooohhhhhh, I didn't even mind the mustache! And now, on to the VigOrli fic!

Title:  Fishing Line
Author:  ranmaru
Rating:  PG
Summary:  Coiling fishing line and having a bit of conversation.
Disclaimer:  Don't know, don't own, just playing.

“The British are coming! The British are coming!”

 

Viggo looked up with a smile as Elijah went running past, his joyous laughter echoing through the parkinglot. Dom and Billy came next, the Scot bellowing about his noble roots and Dom just in it for the fun. Orlando waved as he passed, blonde wig still firmly attached, long hair flapping gaily behind him. Viggo chuckled and shook his head before returning his attention to the fishing line he was untangling.

 

The Dane was sitting on the metal steps of his trailer, the day’s filming held off due to a lighting issue. Peter had decided to use the time to meet with some of the ‘orc’ extras for next week’s shooting. Viggo was looking forward to the one-on-one hundred battle. It seemed as though it had been too long since the Moria scenes. He was eager to swing his sword with some purpose, other than threatening his hobbit co-stars.

 

“Going fishing?”

 

Viggo squinted as he looked up at Sir Ian McKellen. The older man’s head seemed wreathed in light as he stood in front of the sun. “Hoping to.”

 

“Never been much of a fisherman myself.” The older man grinned. “More than happy to eat the fruits of your labor, though. Should you ask.”

 

Viggo laughed. “Never deny a wizard.”

 

“Quite right.” With a saucy wink, the English knight walked away, softly humming to himself.

 

Still grinning, Viggo returned his attention to the line. He could never figure out how it got so tangled when he knew he’d purposefully coiled it to keep it straight. If that made any sense. Sometimes he was sure it was the work of prankster hobbits, sometimes he wondered if Sir Ian had enjoyed a bit more ale than he should. Orlando? Probably not. The young man was too intent on pleasing all of the older actors, almost overdoing it in his mission to endear himself to the acting vets. It still seemed strange to Viggo that Orli would see him as someone in the same league as the Ian’s or John or Chris. To the Dane, meeting and working with such greats as Elijah and Bean was a privilege.

 

“Need help?” Orlando plopped cross-legged on the pavement across from Viggo and smiled up at the older man. The Brit smiled at everyone, spreading his eagerness and youth to anyone he came in contact with, yet Viggo always felt his heart stop for a moment when those smiles were turned on him.

 

“Almost finished. Tire of the chase?”

 

Orli snickered. “Last I saw, Billy had tackled Lij and S’blomie was giving him the tickle of his life.” Brown eyes blinked. “That doesn’t sound right.”

 

“You didn’t join in?”

 

“Astin had come out and was trying to make peace. Eventually, it would have turned into a hobbit free-for-all, and I’m still in costume.” Orli twirled a lock of blonde hair around his finger.

 

“Still sounds pornographic. Hobbit porn.” Viggo grinned as Orli laughed. “And the hair just doesn’t look right with a t-shirt and shorts.”

 

“Sandy was still working with John so I told her I’d come back later.” He shifted and pulled one knee to his chest, looped one arm around his leg. “Can I come with you? When you go fishing?”

 

Viggo paused, idly watching a section of line uncoil from his finger. “I didn’t know you fished.”

 

“I don’t, but…I mean, if you don’t want me to go-“

 

“It takes patience.” Viggo glanced at Orlando’s tapping fingers.

 

“I have patience.” Orli stilled his hand but unless Viggo’s eyes were going, the younger man was rhythmically pressing the pads of his fingers into skin, making his fingernails turn white then pink and back again.

 

“I don’t generally talk when I fish. I use the soft lapping of the water to calm my nerves, to wash away the stress of life.” Jesus Christ, could he sound any less like a hippie? All he needed now was to get out the dime bag he’d gotten from one of the sound guys and pull on a tie dye.

 

“I love the way you talk,” Orli said, smiling dreamily. “You’re really into nature, yeah? Kind of Zen-like?”

 

Viggo didn’t know how to respond. He’d expected Orli to laugh him off. He liked it when Viggo channeled his inner spacecase? Orlando was a human puppy for Christ’s sake. Nipping at people’s heals and running around with that beautiful boundless energy of youth. He was supposed to be planning all-night benders, not fishing trips with a man old enough to be his father. Not saying things like “I love the way you…” It brought to mind so many things Viggo could show him, that Orli would love, that would keep that fucking too pretty face smiling that dreamy smile as if Viggo was some kind of rock idol and Orli the groupie.

 

“Never…gave it much thought,” he finally replied, studying the silver lines tracing over his hands like a liquid tattoo.

 

“Should I buy a fishing pole? Are they all the same? Do brand names matter?”

 

Viggo chuckled. “I have an extra pole you can use. I brought it for when Henry visits.”

 

“That’s perfect then, yeah?” Orli tensed for a second, as if he was hugging himself, then he relaxed and sighed. “Anyone else coming?”

 

“I don’t think so.” Viggo didn’t let the other man, boy, see that the question had hurt him a little.

 

“Good. We can bond. Do manly things. Say manly things. You can teach me to fish and I’ll teach you some good English curse words.” Orli jumped up and flipped his hair over his shoulder. “I’d better find Sandy and get this damned thing taken off. My scalp itches.” He jogged away a few feet then turned around. “Coming to the pub tonight, right? I’ll save you a seat.”

 

“Sounds good.”

 

Orlando smiled brightly and loped away. Viggo watched him until he disappeared around the corner of a pick-up truck.

 

 

END

Comments

[vatulele.livejournal.com]

I love LOTR time fics. They make me all warm and fuzzy inside.

I think you pegged Viggo's inner hippiedomness(?) perfectly hehe tiedye :)

wonderful job!

[laura-iskra.livejournal.com]

brilliant! it meaning that I could feel the brightness radiates from it, if thi smakes any sense at all..

[roomfor2.livejournal.com]

I love your writing. Just in case you didn't get that already *feels warm and squishy*

As for the films, I saw the beginning of GI Jane the other week and I freaked out cos there was a shot from behind of Viggo's legs (he was wearing shorts) and for a second I totally thought I was looking at a woman. Like it was Demi's legs. So totally freaked over thinking Viggo has women's legs!!
And I was totally wary of Etown too cos I thought it would be darker and more about Drew's emotional distress, but I totally love it for the cute film that it is, despite, what could have been, dark themes of death and failure. Maybe some people think it shallow for not delving deeper, but it's nice this way too.

[ranmaru.livejournal.com]

I liked that Etown wasn't deep and depressing because honestly, there was a distance that made that possible for his character. The ride home though, and the tears, oh poor Drew! It was excellent. The knife and the exercise bike, I thought I'd die laughing. "Can you call me back tomorrow? In an hour?" Too cute! Viggo's legs, yes, I admit you're right. Ha ha!

[lenalove.livejournal.com]

More proof that those two are made for each other, yeah? :) Nice and fluffy LOTR timeline fic. Bliss.

[queen-mean-jean.livejournal.com]

Another great Monday wake up fic!! There is something about the way you write that is so refreshing...the lads are happy and that in turn makes me happy!!(By the way I adore hippies.. and own many a tiedye shirt!!)
Great stuff missy!!

[kinseymill.livejournal.com]

*happy sighs* Loved it! :)

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

"It's the simple things in life that give you pleasure!" This is true for the reading of your fics as well as for what you write about....if that makes any sense.....

Thanks for sharing, I find myself hoping there's a little something from you to read quite often!!

Huggles!!

[simply-rubbish.livejournal.com]

Lovely. Sounds a lot like the real thing from what they've shared with us about their experience there. :o)

[tularia.livejournal.com]

And so it begins...

*big sappy smile*
Bouncy Orli is always fun.