25. Every time I get arrested in MaineigrockspockAugust 3 2010, 16:25:58 UTC
"Gaila, I am so sorry. About the Kobayashi Maru. About everything."
She knows he's sincere because of the way he can't quite meet her eyes. Jim's the opposite of most humans: he looks you in the eyes when he's lying.
"It's okay, Jim. Really."
The newly regenerated skin on her face feels too tight. A few hours ago, it had been a tangled mass of burns.
"No. No, it's really not. You are -- were -- my friend, and I used you to get what I wanted."
"We both use what we have. It's why we understand each other."
She gives him a smile, the lop-sided, mischievous one she always used when she wanted him to break the rules with her. The new skin on her cheeks feels strange, and she wonders if she'd gotten the smile right, whether she looks like her seductive, devious self or a broken girl trying too hard to smile in a corner of medbay. She doesn't wait to find out.
"Jim," she says, and she feels happy even if the smile tugging on the edges of her lips still doesn't quite feel natural. "Let me tell you why it's okay. Every time
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Re: 25. Every time I get arrested in MainemardiaAugust 3 2010, 17:06:46 UTC
Oh, this is a great look at Jim and Gaila, and this line in particular really rang true:
The new skin on her cheeks feels strange, and she wonders if she'd gotten the smile right, whether she looks like her seductive, devious self or a broken girl trying too hard to smile in a corner of medbay. She doesn't wait to find out.
you could change my world, Gaila/McCoymardiaAugust 3 2010, 17:04:07 UTC
BEST FIC-FEST EVER.
2. I hope this doesn't become one of those friendships where we don't have sex.
Gaila waits until the right moment to ask. They're studying in McCoy's room instead of the Engineering library like usual, because it gives them privacy, and Leonard's the sort of person who, Gaila thinks, would be more open to these sort of inquiries when done in private.
"Leonard?" Gaila asks. (She's always stuck to his first name because she likes the sound of it, and Jim's nickname for Leonard has always struck her as morbid, no matter how much affection Jim puts into it.) "Are we friends?"
Leonard turns away from the 3-D rendering of a Risan adult female's skeletal system to blink at her in surprise. "Of course we are," he tells her, the response gratifyingly quick and certain.
Gaila smiles at him. She was actually sure of his response--well, of his response to this question anyway, but it's still nice to actually hear. "Good," she says happily, then turns to the important issue at hand. "Are we the sort of friends who can
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Re: you could change my world, Gaila/McCoyigrockspockAugust 3 2010, 17:16:47 UTC
This is my absolute favorite rare pair, and I love the way you have written it! It's so much fun, but the last line suggests something deep and true about both of their characters.
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Depends on the corset. Sometimes the only way to settle them is to shake them.
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*hint hint*
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Dorky, but written.
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She knows he's sincere because of the way he can't quite meet her eyes. Jim's the opposite of most humans: he looks you in the eyes when he's lying.
"It's okay, Jim. Really."
The newly regenerated skin on her face feels too tight. A few hours ago, it had been a tangled mass of burns.
"No. No, it's really not. You are -- were -- my friend, and I used you to get what I wanted."
"We both use what we have. It's why we understand each other."
She gives him a smile, the lop-sided, mischievous one she always used when she wanted him to break the rules with her. The new skin on her cheeks feels strange, and she wonders if she'd gotten the smile right, whether she looks like her seductive, devious self or a broken girl trying too hard to smile in a corner of medbay. She doesn't wait to find out.
"Jim," she says, and she feels happy even if the smile tugging on the edges of her lips still doesn't quite feel natural. "Let me tell you why it's okay. Every time ( ... )
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That's the problem with Jim. Sometimes he looks you in the eye when he's not lying.
Of course, a lot of people would say that's the problem with her too.
This is so perfectly them.
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The new skin on her cheeks feels strange, and she wonders if she'd gotten the smile right, whether she looks like her seductive, devious self or a broken girl trying too hard to smile in a corner of medbay. She doesn't wait to find out.
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2. I hope this doesn't become one of those friendships where we don't have sex.
Gaila waits until the right moment to ask. They're studying in McCoy's room instead of the Engineering library like usual, because it gives them privacy, and Leonard's the sort of person who, Gaila thinks, would be more open to these sort of inquiries when done in private.
"Leonard?" Gaila asks. (She's always stuck to his first name because she likes the sound of it, and Jim's nickname for Leonard has always struck her as morbid, no matter how much affection Jim puts into it.) "Are we friends?"
Leonard turns away from the 3-D rendering of a Risan adult female's skeletal system to blink at her in surprise. "Of course we are," he tells her, the response gratifyingly quick and certain.
Gaila smiles at him. She was actually sure of his response--well, of his response to this question anyway, but it's still nice to actually hear. "Good," she says happily, then turns to the important issue at hand. "Are we the sort of friends who can ( ... )
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