Arguing with myself and ooh! Shiny!

Title: "Starting Point"
Series: Nightcrawler!Greg
Author: whogeek
Fandom: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
Characters/Pairings: Nick Stokes/Greg Sanders, brief appearances of others
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 5987
Warnings: Mutants, Awkward Greg, Awkward Nick, Weird Kinks, Tail sex, Smut
Genre: Crossover kinda, 
Summary: Greg works up the nerve to ask Nick out, and their relationship slowly grows.
Author's Notes: Seriously, I have no idea where this came from.  Greg is a Nightcrawler-like mutant, only he's green instead of blue (or red, if you're thinking of Azazel).  Mutants in this world are known and fairly well accepted, although not all mutants are blatant with their mutant abilities.  Thanks as always to shanachie_quill for her assistance in helping me with keeping this coherent.  Also, please be aware that the working title for this was "what the hell brain" and I only gave it a real title shortly before posting.  Take that as you will.


( Greg looks up from where he's perching on a stool in his lab, )

I want to hear John Barrowman singing "Puttin' On The Ritz" so bad.  I'm not even entirely sure why, just that I do, because it would be awesome.

Also, I should resist the urge to explore new fandoms.  The ones I have are plenty, despite the exceptionally strong urge to watch White Collar now.  Someone please tell me I should not do this.

Also, Cat!Dean has taken over my brain courtesy of taylor_serenil and I'm torn between begging her to write some, and writing some myself.  **headdesk**  Although, I am very excited for the new season of Dark Blue!!  Although, I should finish/post the story I've been writing, but I'm a bit lost as to a title for it.  I'm very bad at titles.  And I really want to get this thing posted, so I can stop agonizing over tiny little mistakes and futzing with it and actually get around to writing the second chapter, even though I don't even have a title for the whole thing yet.

And I need to work on the CSI story that jetpack_angel  said I could write in her We Don't Die universe, except that Grissom doesn't make a very good muse, because he doesn't talk, he just notices things, and Nick get's really nervous about the most random things to get nervous about, and it's really annoying.  And Greg rambles like me, because he gets excited/nervous/worked up in any way and that's just what he does.  **Bangs head against wall**

In other words, my head is a very noisy, but very unproductive place.

 So brilligspoons posted this earlier, and I was bored and decided to see what it spat out for me.  Started with some of my story bits and got  H.P. Lovecraft, Isaac Asimov, Chuck Palahniuk, and James Joyce.  Decided to crank one of my poems through and got Vladimir Nabokov.  A different poem got Stephen King..... What?  A third poem came up as James Joyce.  I don't think the thing is smart enough to recognize poetry when it gets it.  I wonder if they have one specifically for poetry?

This is my result for a story I might actually post on here that'll be longer than a one-shot/drabble.





Also, my local paper has this wonderword thing it does on Sundays, and this week it's all CSI stuff!!  I was really really psyched about that.

Also, I really, really, really can't wait to go back to school.  I love my parents.  I really do, but they get on my last nerves, because they pick at each other so much.  And I miss the mountains so damn much.  I hate this heat, because it's so freaking oppressive.  I mean, you go outside and I swear you get wet just walking.  And not just from sweat.  The mountains tend to be about twenty degrees cooler, and when it rains it actually helps the heat index, rather than making it worse.  I can handle heat.  I have no real problem with heat.  I was always one of the people closest to the fire (aka the one holding a stick and poking it) at camp and such.  But this wet heat absolutely kills me.

So... y'know how Spike runs old CSI episodes basically all day?  Episode right now is "Play With Fire" which is the one where Greg gets exploded. 

O.O

I hate this episode as much as I love it.  Poor Greggo.

This is just a commentary on like, the last 3 minutes or so of the episode. And the bit closer to the beginning with Nick and Greg back behind the lanes.

( A handful of random comments... )

So yeah. No review, just a few random comments about my favorite little moments.

My shoulder is acting up again.  And I tried putting ice on it before it got bad, but it didn't do anything.  It just kinda, delayed the inevitable.  Only, this time, it never got up to the point where it's so excruciating I almost pass out.  Which is, apparently, what has to happen before it starts to feel better, because it's aching, STILL.

And, I watched the current episode of CSI online.  And it made me squee not a few times in happiness.  Especially the bit where Greggo is talking to himself, and the bit where Hodges is all "I just want you to be happy." towards Wendy.  Even though she's trying to pull a "Sanders" and go into the field.  Growled at the idea that Ecklie was keeping Wendy out of the field, especially when the night shift is still short a pair of hands.  Laughed when Nick was about to jimmy open the lock on his vic's house with a credit card/id badge.  Also when Doc Robbins clapped to turn his lights off/on.  Went "Awwwww" when Nick was talking to the first vic.

Also, watched all three of "The Librarian" movies on TNT.  Decided they are the ultimate geek's action movie.  Spent most of my time watching sans pants, so whenever I needed to leave my dorm room for something, I had to jump off my bed and go, "Where did I put my pants this time?" before I could go anywhere.

Soooo.... pain makes me ramble, apparently.  I'm done now.

So, a few days ago, I posted a comment to a post by df_chipz, and jetpack_angel responded with something that got me thinking.  Basically the comment was that I should play a laywer on a tv show.  Which was really nice.  But it really got me thinking, and I realized that as much as I enjoy theater and good tv shows and movies, I really doubt I could be the one on stage/screen.  For starters, I'm not really fond of lawyers, although my mother could have been one, rather than the whole chemical engineering thing, and my sister was seriously addicted to the Law & Order shows when they were still fresh (especially SVU and CI).  I mean, I know where the whole idea of me being a tv laywer came from what with my whole argument, but that eloquent, argumentative version of myself only comes out when I'm seriously annoyed and actually have a moment to gather my thoughts.  That, and the laywer parts never have any good humor bits.  Which, in considering, I would fail at anyways.  I'd probably burst into laughter halfway through a scene and have to start over, and it wouldn't necessarily be something that happened on set.  I'd catch something happening behind the cameras or off to one side, or I'd just burst out at a line.  I mean, that's my thing.  I'm watching CSI or CSI: NY or NCIS and one of the character will say or do something, and I'll just snigger, because whatever it was they did will have been so......... them that I just find it absolutely hilarious.  I'm not sure I'm making sense.

Anyways, I kinda realized that I'd rather do some of the writing for a show, rather than the actual acting.  I'm more of a behind-the-scenes gal.  Either the writing or sound tech or a props/set person.  Because then, watching the actors, if I was going to laugh, I could actually cover my mouth and keep myself quiet. 

Anyways.  Thats kinda been floating around my head since the comment was made, and I just wanted to get it out of my system.