The Fields of Elysium (1/1)

Sep 12, 2011 05:18

Title: The Fields of Elysium (1/1)
Rating: T
Author: jlrpuck
Characters: Elias McCoy and Ruby Quarles
Disclaimer: The characters contained in this story are the products of my imagination; as such, I retain all right to and ownership of them. 
Summary: Another glimpse into Elias’s life before his partnership with Peter.
Notes: I’ve long been ( Read more... )

ruby quarles, elias mccoy

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jlrpuck_fic September 13 2011, 22:37:37 UTC
I love me some comfort fic.

I'd honestly not thought of this as a h/c fic, but of course it *totally* is!

My very favorite thing is Ruby's quiet understanding, the perfect way she responds to Elias through all of this

Ruby actually had a very small role in this--smaller than she deserved, in fact--until Ms. Mak nudged me towards maybe expanding a bit more in that bit.

I find that incredibly lovely in a very specific Elias-y way.

*nods* There are myriad things I love about Elias, but one of the things I love best about him is actually his coping mechanisms. Maybe that's why I'm totally ok periodically breaking him...

Something about the directness, the businesslike statement of "this is how it is, now I will go deal with it" without thought or reservation - I just find it very brave and moving.

There's that line in there about Elias being resilient, that ties directly into your thought above. His ability to ground himself in the *present* is what enables him to keep going--to be so brave when the odds really aren't that great. And of course it's what enables him to move on, rather broadly speaking. His subconscious torments him--perfectly natural, given the lack of help he was given after--but his conscious self is all about not looking back (too much).

Oh! OH. And I cannot fail to mention the brilliance of the entire first paragraph

Thank you. I love that first paragraph, too. It was a bit of a change of style for me, and I really, really like how it turned out.

I am so, SO absolutely delighted you're writing again! See, now I will do a dance of joy to celebrate.

*throws glitter and hands around celebratory coffee*

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