This is the beginning of the end.
Daniel knew, even then, that day waiting for the Iraqi to come back with Charlotte trailing behind him, sweating their balls off in the midday sun.
He bumbled for the sat phone and barely missed a branch, twitching and flailing like a fish out of water. Stumbled, graceless, around the words, hemming and
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seriously, i love this. and i loved that it was from frank's perspective. it sounds like him exactly.
It's the squirrelly physicist who fills his mind next, his scribbled cheat sheet and that bearing -- "no matter what," Daniel pressed, pale hands flying, "just stay on it" -- and he wonders if he's still alive somewhere, whether the island's swallowed him whole.
I LOVE IT. great job :D
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I loved the icon in general, and then the idea hit me out of nowhere. I almost never have a story come to me like that, so it's pretty cool!
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It wasn't even supposed to be a Frank POV, to be honest, though I love the character. Just thought there was always something weirdly fatalistic about Frank, and it kind of grew from there. :D
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I seriously heart Frank.
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(I've really enjoyed all your fics, is it allright if I friend you?)
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And absolutely -- obviously I've been reading yours as well; I'll add you back! :D
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