she can see herself, desperate to save someone after losing everything.
Fabulous take on TLM, as always. And this part really moved me, for Jennifer, who is almost more bothered by the hypothetical loss of Rodney's team, of Atlantis, of Pegasus, than she is of her own hypothetical death by alien respiratory disease.
Right now, she's happy with her job, happy with her place on Atlantis. She wants friends to grab a beer with, to watch the stars with, a shoulder to cry on when she needs it; she's not looking for someone to come home to. She doesn't want the noise of obligatory conversation filling up the peace of her quarters every evening, doesn't feel like arguing about the room temperature every night. She can still put off thinking about kids for another few years, and plans to. She likes what she has now.
Yes, hi. Have a paragraph! A paragraph of oh, I recognize this...! I'll just substitute a couple of words for ones more right for me - "tea" for "beer", and "Japan" for "Atlantis" - and then I can post this paragraph and explain exactly where I'm at right now. It really does feel like you've been in my head. ♥ (In a non-creepy kind of way, of course.) It also feels like we somehow have a lot in common. Hmm. Who'd have thought! XD
And she hasn't seen Teyla in a couple days and is missing her Torren time
Awww! Torren time! So sweet.
"Okay," Jennifer repeats, after the doors close behind him, and she's only a little surprised to discover that it really is.
*mad flailing*
SO PERFECT! Love this one to BITS, it's a wonderful fic, because it's so real and true to the characters, and to this situation, and just... everything. It's a happy break up fic. You really are a genius, to be able to write something like a happy break up fic. *hugs*
Told you so!
Fabulous take on TLM, as always. And this part really moved me, for Jennifer, who is almost more bothered by the hypothetical loss of Rodney's team, of Atlantis, of Pegasus, than she is of her own hypothetical death by alien respiratory disease.
Right now, she's happy with her job, happy with her place on Atlantis. She wants friends to grab a beer with, to watch the stars with, a shoulder to cry on when she needs it; she's not looking for someone to come home to. She doesn't want the noise of obligatory conversation filling up the peace of her quarters every evening, doesn't feel like arguing about the room temperature every night. She can still put off thinking about kids for another few years, and plans to. She likes what she has now.
Yes, hi. Have a paragraph! A paragraph of oh, I recognize this...! I'll just substitute a couple of words for ones more right for me - "tea" for "beer", and "Japan" for "Atlantis" - and then I can post this paragraph and explain exactly where I'm at right now. It really does feel like you've been in my head. ♥ (In a non-creepy kind of way, of course.) It also feels like we somehow have a lot in common. Hmm. Who'd have thought! XD
And she hasn't seen Teyla in a couple days and is missing her Torren time
Awww! Torren time! So sweet.
"Okay," Jennifer repeats, after the doors close behind him, and she's only a little surprised to discover that it really is.
*mad flailing*
SO PERFECT! Love this one to BITS, it's a wonderful fic, because it's so real and true to the characters, and to this situation, and just... everything. It's a happy break up fic. You really are a genius, to be able to write something like a happy break up fic. *hugs*