he could fall and she could weep

Oct 06, 2010 22:04

Beth and Dimitri, in the wake of 9.03; ficlet, 500 words. Epigraph from the wonderful Laura Marling.


their eyes could make us weak )

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lovexwentxred October 7 2010, 22:34:10 UTC
Brilliant.

This line is my fave:

She fishes out a packet of cigarettes, not opened; for emergencies, stored emotions in a puff of smoke instead of tears. It seems more dignified, somehow; the accelerated mortality doesn't matter.

Absolute poetry, really. I am amazed with how fast you how found exactly who these characters are. Their voices are completely pitch perfect and their struggles spot on. btw, this makes me need MANY Dimitri/Beth convos in the show!

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zulu_ottawa October 8 2010, 01:27:54 UTC
Aw, you are too kind.

And I - really? I managed to capture that much? I'm surprised, I felt like I was grasping at straws, seeing how little we've got of them onscreen. But thank you.

I am writing more of these; not necessarily Beth and Dimitri, but little conversations, because they're the moments I miss.

Glad you enjoyed!

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lovexwentxred October 8 2010, 02:26:35 UTC
Yes, really. I think you've got them wonderfully from the things we know of them right now. This is a scene I could completely see happening in the show. :D

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zulu_ottawa October 8 2010, 04:49:47 UTC
YAY! I'm glad. Thanks!

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belantana October 8 2010, 10:59:39 UTC
Oh, it's so nice to have two newbies at the same time! I love this little connection, and yes, I do hope they get used to it.

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zulu_ottawa October 8 2010, 21:37:36 UTC
WOOH. And thank you. The newbies are underused (Tariq! You've disappeared!), though next week looks promising!

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vintagememories October 12 2010, 16:07:30 UTC
I loved this it was great, love the Whiskey in the water bottle, that was brilliant.

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zulu_ottawa October 12 2010, 23:18:09 UTC
:D Thank you!

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hestia8 October 16 2010, 16:27:59 UTC
Love. This. Also, apologies for taking so long to get round to commenting.

“I miss the sea,” he says. “Just the ocean, not the SBS.”

She'd nodded her thanks; she desperately didn't want to go home to Ruth and moral propriety, (though she could do with her wine).

She fishes out a packet of cigarettes, not opened; for emergencies, stored emotions in a puff of smoke instead of tears. It seems more dignified, somehow; the accelerated mortality doesn't matter.

oh, excellent. I love how you've written Beth here, and of course, you may as well smoke, your life expectancy dropped as soon as you joined Section D...

“Absolutely,” he agrees. “We'll get used to this.”

Lovely.

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zulu_ottawa October 16 2010, 16:47:34 UTC
Aw, thank you. I don't mind late reviews. :D
oh, excellent. I love how you've written Beth here, and of course, you may as well smoke, your life expectancy dropped as soon as you joined Section D...

That is exactly what I was saying, there. lol.

I do love Beth and Dimitri, really. (I now want to write Beth and Ruth, and Ruth and Tariq, and Tariq and Dimitri. And Lucas and Harry, but that could be super!angst.)

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