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Skinsgame
| Fanfiction | |
|---|---|
| Title: | Skinsgame |
| Author(s): | Barb G |
| Date(s): | 30 May 1999 |
| Length: | 17,828 words |
| Genre(s): | slash |
| Fandom(s): | The Sentinel |
| Relationship(s): | |
| External Links: | Skinsgame at AO3 Skinsgame at the 852 Prospect collection on AO3 |
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Skinsgame is a Jim/Blair story by Barb G.
It was hosted at 852 Prospect and imported with the rest of the archive to Archive of Our Own in 2013.
Author's summary: "On an undercover assignment, Jim needs Blair to keep the ugliness away."
Reactions and Reviews
It never really occurred to me to wonder how Jim could continue going undercover when he's such a high profile cop until I read Skinsgame by Barb G. In her story, Jim must infiltrate a group of vicious skinheads by pretending to be a closet racist and bad cop. Barb does a great job showing the toll this takes on Jim's sense of self and his relationship with Blair, not to mention how freakin' dangerous it is.[1]
She came, she wrote a few stories...then she went Due South. Which I'm okay with, believe me, but I wish she'd visit Cascade on alternate weekends. Holds the distinction of one of the few authors I'll read who uses 'cum' instead of 'come'.There was no way I would be expected to go along with this. No way in hell. This totally went above and beyond the call of duty. I took a couple running steps to catch up with him. "You don't understand," I said, speaking quietly so that only Fiddler could hear me. I tried to pass off the terror in my voice as embarrassment. "I am shit scared of the needle gun. I tried to, with the Rangers, but I couldn't sit still for it."
Fiddler waved off my words, and motioned me into his private chamber. He shut the door, leaving us alone. "I like you, Jim. I think what you did took guts. This is the final test of your convictions. If you get this done, then I'll know you are one of us. If you don't, I might think the whole thing was a setup. Believe me, Ellison, they will never find what remains of your body. I'll send your heart back to your ape supervisor with a bite out of it. What will it be?"
Why you should read this: Intense angst, incendiary sex--and plenty of it--that's often contingent on plot (I know, the mind boggles--when's the last time you saw that), grown-up characterization, and a fine, tightly woven blend of case-story and relationship-story.
What might throw you off stride: The climax of the story feels a bit premature and the ending rushed, but perhaps that's just because I wanted this to be much, much longer.[2]
References
- ^ Fiction by the Sea Recommendations
- ^ 2000 rec by eliade