MeeeMeee Talk to Meeee. :D
mizzy2k started this, and I stole it off telaryn.
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Pick any passage of 500 words or less from any fanfic I’ve written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you the equivalent of a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what’s going on in the character’s heads, why I chose ( Read more... )
Well, this fic was an extended metaphor that got WAAAAAY out of control. XD By the time I'd gotten Parker to verbalise what was actually worrying her, things were already a little squirly.
Parker sees a lot, in great detail, but often without being able to see any kind of bigger picture, or relate what she's seeing to personal behaviour or emotion. I very much see her as having some form of autistic spectrum dissorder, most likely Aspergers.
I think she saw the cracks in the concrete and it bothered her before she really started getting worried about Eliot. Cracks and breaks (and painted lines and changes of material...) in walking surfaces are worrying things for her. They suggest instability (like on rooftops and in air vents) and she is distracted by them more than most people would be.
Eliot, is pointedly ignoring his physical decline at this point, subtle as it is and not yet to the point where he's actually being overly held back by it. He's taking more hits, but he's still winning fights, so he can happily go with the active denial option, even if he's aware of what's going on.
Parker, who does not go about anything in a direct manner, is trying to see whether or not there is a way to fix the situation. She's related the flaws in one thing with another, and she's trying out possible solutions. Having spent the night patching Eliot up, she's even more invested in looking for a more long-term solution.
I don't *think* she'd try fixing Eliot with sand and polyfiller, but who knows...
As soon as they've both managed to verbalise everything (how ever confused and metaphor-based the verbalisation might have been) it's pretty much all over beside the hugs (which don't happen, because it's *Parker*).
I enjoyed closing that metaphor. It was one of those 'ahh, that's nice' moments in writing where it just cinches shut. Apart from the 'good stuff' - yeah, not sure where I was going with that... I think there was something to do with how hard-skinned Eliot had to be when he was working on his own, and now he's got a team he can relax a bit? I can't even...
And Eliot is totally not as blase about 'doing something else' as he makes out.
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