The Savoy Collection
A gathering of Savoy/The Good Soldier related fics.
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if your glass is half-empty, I have a bottle that's still half-full by misura for Cinaed
Fandoms: The Musketeers (2014)
08 Jul 2014
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"I'm here to be alone," said Aramis.
Porthos looked around the room. It was not quite crowded. "Good place for that, this is."
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Aramis has a migraine. Porthos is determined to help. Both get slightly more than they expect from it.
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- Part 3 of How Hard It Is To Come Home
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“You are neither dead nor dying, and I will not treat you as if you are!” Treville snaps, and sighs at the weary look Aramis gives him. He is already tired of dancing around the subject. Let courtiers play their word games; he must speak his mind. “What is it you wish to say?”
Aramis looks away. “You already know.”
“And you already know my answer,” Treville says with an arch of his eyebrow. “Yet you struggled all the way here anyway, so you may as well say it.” Aramis hesitates, and Treville feels his heart leap. “Have you even said the words aloud?” he asks, keeping his tone light.
Aramis shakes his head. “I am yet to start talking to myself.”
“Then why not say it now?” Treville urges. “See how it sounds.”
Aramis gives him a suspicious look, but sets his jaw after a moment. “If you insist. Captain Treville, I wish - I wish to resign my commission.”
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- Part 2 of How Hard It Is To Come Home
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While Porthos is on leave, Aramis is deployed on a training exercise in Savoy.
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- Part 2 of More than Brothers
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Eight months after Savoy, Aramis is doing fine. Or was. Until now - stranded miles from Paris, injured, and pursued by annoyingly relentless enemies who want him dead. Porthos, at least, is a steady presence at his side, but it is a small comfort against the threat of the harsh winter and the enigmatic new recruit, Athos.
Then, of course, there is the fleur-de-lis branded on Athos' neck...
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He wondered sometimes, if it was a punishment he was inflicting on himself, forcing himself to look at what he could not bear to see in that forest, two years ago: his friends, broken down into their component parts, organs and arteries, muscle and bone. And though it turned his stomach so often he began to grow pale and wan, it was a compulsion he could not bear to end.
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Two years after Savoy, and learning how to treat the wounded has become an obsession for Aramis. Everything comes to a head when Athos is hurt in a botched assassination attempt on the King. Porthos frets.
The title is from the Prayer of St Francis, and translates as 'An Instrument Of Your Peace'.
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A few years after Savoy, Aramis' head still troubles him at times.
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The musketeers are assigned to protect the Duke and Duchess of Savoy on their journey home. Athos thinks this is a bad idea, and he turns out to be absolutely right.
AU following The Good Soldier.
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"You're not really here," Marsac says, tongue slow and heavy. Aramis looks pale and tired and flickering. He shrugs, and the blood slips fresh from the wound at his temple, fury-red in the stark forest of white and black. “No I’m not. You left me, remember?”
Marsac walks away from Aramis, but somehow he never really leaves.
I wrote this today in response to Donna_Immaculata's brilliant Dance Macabre, which really made me want to write something from Marsac's point of view. His messed up, slightly bonkers point of view. Gen but could be seen as Aramis/Marsac.
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It’s possible that Aramis is not coping as well as they hoped. Athos wishes he could avoid examining why.