I didn't know I paced, Ruth.
True story: once upon a time, I received a (random) prompt for a ficathon. I stared at that prompt for a while, trying to figure out why it was that it was so familiar looking, until I realized that the reason was because the author had taught me in college. True god damn story. RU RAH RAH!
Also: how the hell did this happen.
TITLE: Elocation ( ( Read more... )
Also: how the hell did this happen.
TITLE: Elocation ( ( Read more... )
Okay - so this fic was always going to be about Ruth; I mean, I am me for one, and also I made a very real \o/ when I read this prompt because thank God it fit me, etcetera etcetera. I feel like the flood gates happened for two reasons: 1) re-watching 4x05 for the billionth time, only this time realizing the irony that Jo's first instance as a ~spy (saving Ruth and Zaf et al in the safe house) directly bookends the fact that her death is Ruth's first day back on the Grid in S8; 2) the feeling I've had since 8x01 first aired that Ruth is angry as hell - angry at herself, at Harry, at life, as persons unknown (and has been, for a lot of reasons). That actually she's been like this for a long time, long before she goes away in S5. Because you're right - shit doesn't have in a straight line on this show! Danny has to send away Zoe in the middle of S3, and it's impossible not to watch that and think, "Just you wait until Season 5, Harry! Just you wait."
Now do you see why I want Lucas and Ruth to bond in Series 9?! Oh, the possibilities of that!
Really - I am so glad you enjoyed it. Most of the time I think I am probably insane! Apparently not so much. M- ...maybe. And of course I will write this fandom again, because in many ways, I needed to get this off my chest first? That makes sense. For example, I now have to redeem Harry and Ruth as two characters who make me smile rather than two people who are depressing as all hell.
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