Good Times on the Good Ship Artemis
“Shall we go below, Sassenach?”
~ Voyager, Diana Gabaldon
seen from India
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seen from China
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Good Times on the Good Ship Artemis
“Shall we go below, Sassenach?”
~ Voyager, Diana Gabaldon
Thank Christ.
I feared I’d I lost ye again.
The priest frowned slightly at this. “Fergus?” he said. “Fergus. Fergus. Yes, Fergus, got that. That’s all? No more name? Need more names, surely.”
“Fergus,” Fergus repeated, with a note of strain in his voice. Fergus was the only name he had ever had—bar his original French name of Claudel. Jamie had given him the name Fergus in Paris, when they had met, twenty years before. But naturally a brothel-born bastard would have no last name to give a wife.
“Fraser,” said a deep, sure voice beside me. Fergus and Marsali both glanced back in surprise, and Jamie nodded. His eyes met Fergus’s, and he smiled faintly.
“Fergus Claudel Fraser,” he said, slowly and clearly. One eyebrow lifted as he looked at Fergus.
Fergus himself looked transfixed. His mouth hung open, eyes wide black pools in the dim light. Then he nodded slightly, and a glow rose in his face, as though he contained a candle that had just been lit.
“Fraser,” he said to the priest. His voice was husky, and he cleared his throat. “Fergus Claudel Fraser.”
~ Voyager, Diana Gabaldon
Outlander parallels [1.02//3.11]
a wanted man (and a flirt)
25 Days of JAMMF - Day 21
→ Favorite Family Member ↪️ Fergus Claudel Fraser
“Fraser,” said a deep, sure voice beside me. Fergus and Marsali both glanced back in surprise, and Jamie nodded. His eyes met Fergus’s, and he smiled faintly.
“Fergus Claudel Fraser,” he said, slowly and clearly. One eyebrow lifted as he looked at Fergus.
Fergus himself looked transfixed. His mouth hung open, eyes wide black pools in the dim light. Then he nodded slightly, and a glow rose in his face, as though he contained a candle that had just been lit.
“Fraser,” he said to the priest. His voice was husky, and he cleared his throat. “Fergus Claudel Fraser.”
~ Voyager, Diana Gabaldon
Outlander parallels [3.10//3.11]
Through the spyglass
→ despair / joy
I had no idea where
or how
I would find Jamie.