Gorgeous. I love the way you convey Rufus' emotions - it's perfect. He's confused, and even grieving, yet we still see his strength through all of it. The language is beautiful, and really supports the characterization. Gah, I just love your Rufus. He's calculating, he's trying to work things out - but at the same time, he's being calm, and rational, which is what we would expect even in these circumstances.
;_; Thank you so much. When I went back and read the thing a few more times, I got the distinct impression that Rufus is in too much shock to really register that everything's gone. He'll probably react more strongly in the next chapter when it finally hits him, and I hope you forgive him for that ^_^
Oh no, I got that - I meant that in his first impressions, even though he's so shocked, he's still endeavouring to work things out. He's so strong despite his shock, so if he shows weakness when everything hits him, it becomes even more interesting. To use cliche, it almost feels kinda like the calm before the storm.
I love you. I love this fic. This is exactly what I was longing for when I was struggling to describe that feeling of rawness, this total post-apocalyptic despair. And god, you build it up with such brilliant language and subtlety that I want to rub my arms and bounce and squee.
Rufus's shell-shocked state is just perfect. It's so very much like him, every action and thought, and I'm finding myself always in awe of your characterisation of him. It's completely beautiful, flawless. Everything is, in this.
This is really amazing. From the first paragraph, you're instantly sucked into the story. I can't wait to read what happens next, this was truely addicting.
And I have to agree with the other posters, I love your characterization of Rufus. I love how you show his emotions and train of thought, it's perfect. And the language you used just helps move everything along so beautifully. It's really fantastic.
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I can't wait to read more, really.
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;_; Thank you so much. When I went back and read the thing a few more times, I got the distinct impression that Rufus is in too much shock to really register that everything's gone. He'll probably react more strongly in the next chapter when it finally hits him, and I hope you forgive him for that ^_^
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And it's fucking amazing.
Your writing is just. I mean. Your Rufus. And.
I love you. I love this fic. This is exactly what I was longing for when I was struggling to describe that feeling of rawness, this total post-apocalyptic despair. And god, you build it up with such brilliant language and subtlety that I want to rub my arms and bounce and squee.
Rufus's shell-shocked state is just perfect. It's so very much like him, every action and thought, and I'm finding myself always in awe of your characterisation of him. It's completely beautiful, flawless. Everything is, in this.
I think what I'm trying to say is omg, moar plz.
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I love this fic. And I simply just can't wait for more. Your Rufus is just... so... ♥
:: worships and bows:: Yesyesyes.
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And I have to agree with the other posters, I love your characterization of Rufus. I love how you show his emotions and train of thought, it's perfect. And the language you used just helps move everything along so beautifully. It's really fantastic.
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*grin*
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