fic: Mobius (Star Trek)

[miss_porcupine]

Written as a pinch-hit for trekreversebang:

Inspired by art by pentapus: here

Mobius
11k words; genfic

summary: Christopher Pike and the Kirks have been circling each other for twenty-five years.

Gregson still spoke to Winona Kirk -- called her every year on the anniversary of the Kelvin's destruction, ostensibly to wish the boy a happy birthday but really to

Comments

[dovetales]

Just lovely. I love your character sketches - they always feel so true, like, "of course that's what happened."

[miss_porcupine]

Thank you very much. That's exactly what I go for.

[brightcupenny]

Wow. Wow wow wow. Pitch-perfect in every way. Your versions of Pike and Winona are 100% my new headcanon.

[miss_porcupine]

Awesome. Thanks. :)

yes, cherry blossoms.

[fureux]

oooh yes. a winona with meat on her bones and forthat you get big thumbs up.

Re: yes, cherry blossoms.

[miss_porcupine]

Thank you. I will admit that in previous stories, I'd killed her off to preserve her dignity (and doesn't that sound Taliban-esque), but I rather like this construction better. :)

[bratfarrar]

Spot-on. I wish the movie'd had enough space to show more of this kind of thing, but then I suppose you wouldn't have written this, and I'd rather have your version than whatever the movie version would have been, so.

Your Chris Pike is marvelous. Don't remember if I've told you that before, but he is, and you are.

[miss_porcupine]

The movie would have been even more awesome with extra Pike, but, alas...

Thank you. :)

[lizbet0]

Ok, on to my usual longish, as-I-read, stream-of-consciousness notes:

Although hindsight said it was perhaps an idea whose terribleness was amply covered up by a couple of brandies
{snicker} Ah yes, alcohol does a marvelous job of blinding one to the idiocy of certain actions...

he was eventually going to have to learn how to bullshit well{smirk}

"It's a step below 'are you sure about that, sir?' on the panic meter."
{giggle} I love how Pike is teaching his teacher mil-speak!

"It's either technical mumbo-jumbo with no application toward political science or it's Vulcan, which is unreadable even in translation because it's still in Vulcan.
Oh, well said!

but it had been reading the transcript of her final conversation with her husband that had forced him to stop for the day and go drink enough bourbon to be able to pretend that it was the alcohol that was making him sick.
{heartsick} Oh, how I cried at that part in the movie.

"But now that I know who you are, I reserve the right to pull this out as a joke to be laughed at

[miss_porcupine]

In my grad school life, the equivalent of being written in Vulcan was being written in Russian, since the texts came out mindnumbing and oblique even when put into perfectly literate English. :)

Glad you liked.

[blueocean80]

haha. We used to do that with Ancient Greek. Worked like a charm!