Aw, dude. You don't have to write me epic reviews for silly little ficlets that should have been 200 words but developed elephantitis of the word count. I'm really glad that the lack of specificity worked for you, because sure, I could have made up a way that it all made sense (because it did in my head), but then this would have been like five thousand words long and . . . lol.
Hee, ALSO. I have such a kink for protective Jack. It's dreadful. I mean what kind of wrong person am I that enjoy watching him torture and kill people when he loves somebody? THAT'S SICK MAN. Even the Pavel thing -- I was like, AUGH HE LOVES HER I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. Ahem. So there you go with that silly kink.
It's entertaining, because once I actually wrote the dialogue there, I thought about "Detour," but I didn't while I was writing it because in my head Renee's a lot more upset about Jack thinking she might sleep than Scully was with Mulder. But Renee isn't as calm and cool as Scully.
Love you, too! It makes me smile that you just randomly read this when you have procrastinating to do. I do that with your fics, of which there are way too few. Now if only I could corral some brain power . . .
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Date: 2010-10-24 02:58 pm (UTC)Hee, ALSO. I have such a kink for protective Jack. It's dreadful. I mean what kind of wrong person am I that enjoy watching him torture and kill people when he loves somebody? THAT'S SICK MAN. Even the Pavel thing -- I was like, AUGH HE LOVES HER I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. Ahem. So there you go with that silly kink.
It's entertaining, because once I actually wrote the dialogue there, I thought about "Detour," but I didn't while I was writing it because in my head Renee's a lot more upset about Jack thinking she might sleep than Scully was with Mulder. But Renee isn't as calm and cool as Scully.
Love you, too! It makes me smile that you just randomly read this when you have procrastinating to do. I do that with your fics, of which there are way too few. Now if only I could corral some brain power . . .