Rec: Appearances Can Be Deceiving by betawho
Story: Appearances Can Be Deceiving
Author: betawho
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 6755
Author's Summary: It was irritating enough having to deal with one Doctor; Peri didn't think she'd have to deal with two. Or have to deal with herself, an other self, a different self. She stared at the other Peri, with her one hoop earring, her biker boots, and her Bowie knife. Okay, that was just weird.
Characters/Pairings: Six, Peri, AU!Six, AU!Peri
Warnings: None
Recced because: Betawho has a great Peri voice and has her and Six's dynamic down pat; plus, this story showcases an interesting take on regeneration, an original planet that I'd love to visit, and two fascinating character studies. However, none of those things are the reason I'm reccing this.
I'm reccing this story for its very last line.
You'll know why when you read it.
Excerpt:
Sunlight dappled the dales and fields below, glinting off the rippling river. Meadows were a virtual jubilation of flowers, reds and purples and yellows. She'd much prefer to be down there collecting specimens, she'd seen some interesting looking brassica and bassilicum, rather than up here where she was likely to get snakebit or buried in an avalanche.
"What's the problem?" She turned her face up at that familiar impatient voice. Yellow trouser legs led up to his golden backlit explosion of hair. She shaded her eyes.
"I just thought I'd take a moment to compose my will before I fall down the mountain and die."
Author: betawho
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 6755
Author's Summary: It was irritating enough having to deal with one Doctor; Peri didn't think she'd have to deal with two. Or have to deal with herself, an other self, a different self. She stared at the other Peri, with her one hoop earring, her biker boots, and her Bowie knife. Okay, that was just weird.
Characters/Pairings: Six, Peri, AU!Six, AU!Peri
Warnings: None
Recced because: Betawho has a great Peri voice and has her and Six's dynamic down pat; plus, this story showcases an interesting take on regeneration, an original planet that I'd love to visit, and two fascinating character studies. However, none of those things are the reason I'm reccing this.
I'm reccing this story for its very last line.
You'll know why when you read it.
Excerpt:
Sunlight dappled the dales and fields below, glinting off the rippling river. Meadows were a virtual jubilation of flowers, reds and purples and yellows. She'd much prefer to be down there collecting specimens, she'd seen some interesting looking brassica and bassilicum, rather than up here where she was likely to get snakebit or buried in an avalanche.
"What's the problem?" She turned her face up at that familiar impatient voice. Yellow trouser legs led up to his golden backlit explosion of hair. She shaded her eyes.
"I just thought I'd take a moment to compose my will before I fall down the mountain and die."