Fic: In Human Hands (9/20?)

[rallalon]

Title: In Human Hands
Author: rallalon | Rall
Beta: vyctori
Rating: PG13, AU towards the end of Season One; 9!Smith.
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Summary: “Good night,” she says again, undeterred. She hugs him again, holds tight, her arms folded behind his neck. Her earring scrapes against the side of his face, a tang of sensation that insists upon being felt, upon

Comments

[dark_aegis]

Is it terrible that there's a part of me that's half tempted to write poetry about how much I love this fic? My love for this fic is...blah blah blah. Sad, perhaps. Maybe not. Anyway! This is a review. Therefore, I must be reviewing.

I loved all the snippets you showed here, of them searching for the watch, of how they're growing closer. And I really liked the snippets of what the Doctor remembers about "Fred" and "Susan". Perfect, really. And I love how you snuck in the line about the pockets not being big enough in his jacket. Lovely hints and snippets of the way things were.

I really look forward to the next installment. Every chapter is a joy to read, and the story just gets richer with every installment. Thanks again, as always, for sharing!

(And is it bad that I'm currently trying to figure out how many chapters I'm going to have to wait for Rose and the Doctor (okay, john) to kiss?)

[rallalon]

Heheh, thank you! It's kinda amazing, how you always seem to get here first.

Is it terrible that there's a part of me that's half tempted to write poetry about how much I love this fic?

If it's a limerick, I'll give you a cookie. :P

And I love how you snuck in the line about the pockets not being big enough in his jacket. Lovely hints and snippets of the way things were.

The snippets are infinitely fun to seek. There are so many openings in his daily life for them; it's a bit like finding all the throw rugs in the house and slipping a bit of paper beneath to have it juuuust poke out.

(And is it bad that I'm currently trying to figure out how many chapters I'm going to have to wait for Rose and the Doctor (okay, john) to kiss?)

(I think I'd go with "reasonable" there. They are very, very ridiculous. (Also question: is he the Doctor or is he John to you? I'm rather curious about what people think in regards to this issue.))

[dark_aegis]

Getting here first, well, I hit refresh, I saw this fic was at the top of my f-list, and I immediately clicked on it. No passing go, no collecting $200. Yes, I love this fic that much ;)

As for who he is to me, well, I still think of him as the Doctor. He might not have the physiology, or the exact memories, but the experiences that his human self has had are, I believe, the comparable. Just not 900 (plus) years worth.

[angel932]

I know I say this every time, but I just adore this fic. The characterizations, the dialogue, the plot, the interaction between the two of them - it couldn't be more perfect.

It's glorious read!

[rallalon]

Aww, thank you! Glad you enjoyed.

[rallalon]

Thank you! It's amazingly fun to put all those subtleties in there; very glad they're being not only caught, but appreciated.

[arabian]

I continue to wish I'd never read this fic ... well, at least until you were done with it because it's so darn frustrating. I want things to happen, but at the same time, I'm savoring every word, every line, every chapter. This is so very wonderful. I love it so.

[rallalon]

Heheh, thank you! I am sorry about my updating speed - I'm a very slow writer, overall, and it's been a while since I've had a solid six or so hours to hammer something out in its entirety. ("Something" being a chapter, not the entire rest of the fic. That would be a little crazy.)

[ladychi]

You've definitely got one of the most gorgeous rhythms going on here. It's free-flowing and natural and just so quintessentially Nine, you know? I have so many bits that are drool-worthy that I couldn't possibly go over them all but here are a few of my favorites.

“It felt... right, y’know? It’s like you’d walk inside and be all... all, I dunno, nestled. He had the weirdest chairs in there, but there was this one, yeah? Perfect chair. You could sit down in one of those reading sprawls - y’know, like when you’ve got your leg over the chair arm and you’re all twisted up and it should be awkward but it isn’t? Perfect chair for that.”

Reminds me of the chair I have in my room. It sort of makes me want to move into the Tardis and stay there forever and ever. That would be my problem with traveling through time and space... I'd get stuck in the library and never come out.

She plunks down next to him, sets her feet on the coffee table beside his. Lifting his arm for him, she tucks herself under, presses herself against him in a fit that’

[rallalon]

Oh, wow, thank you.

I'd get stuck in the library and never come out.

There is so a random companion still in here. Eight picked them up, had a bout of amnesia, and then the person just stayed in the library and never came out. We'll see them again in season six, I'm betting. ("Where did you come from?" "Doctor? What happened to the Doctor?" "What?" "Huh?" "What?" etc.)

It's comfortable and cozy and warm and just very them.

It's them, human!Nine or not. There's a quiet implication in that paragraph about how it seems like Rose has done this before - and she has. He reads to her as a human the same exact way he'd read to her as a Time Lord.

I also loved the Doctor's dreams... but I would have to quote all of those to describe my love for them. Suffice to say, I was sighing in joy.

They're irresistibly fun to write. (Honestly, I don't know if writing anything else has ever given me this much joy, both plotting and writing. The fic overall, but also the dreams specifically.) They're his brain telling him things it doesn't want