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loneraven
Nov. 15th, 2009 12:46 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
melannen.livejournal.comI have broken the wayback machine! I knew - I said to myself, "It may be a bad idea to mix the Doctor and a time machine to this extent, unless I want something to go horribly wrong" - and yet, I did it anyway.
So-- since archive.org is still down for "scheduled maintenance" and it's my bedtime, the next wayback link is put off until later, and we'll have something that was actually posted on livejournal, instead.
Title: The Bell Jar
Characters: Koschei!Master, Theta!Doctor, Ushas!Rani
Length: ficlet
Warnings: fluff!
Author on lj:loneraven
Author website: http://www.sleepingwithghosts.popullus.net/
Why this must be read: There was a small burst of Koschei/Theta fic during the early period of New Who fandom. This is my favorite of them.
It's a tiny vignette, a small lovely bantery moment of happy Academy days preserved forever in stasis - figuratively and literally. And for all I adore Academy!fic that is full of darkness and prefigured pain, this is another story that has become part of canon for me: when I visualize the Academy years, this is precisely what I want to believe they were like.
(And yet this is the Doctor and the Master, so for all the honeyed brilliance in this story, it's hard not to look at the title, and then look at the story again, and start to see shadows--)
Excerpt: Theta jerked his foot. The bucket swung to and fro, and finally dislodged; it landed on the floor with a thump as Theta rolled out of bed. “I think my clothes are here somewhere,” he commented, idly. Ushas had returned to whatever it was that was so interesting on Theta’s desk, and didn’t pay him any attention as he wandered naked around the room.
Over her shoulder, she called, “Did you know Koschei is in your bed?”
“The thought had occurred to me, yes.” Theta couldn’t find socks or boots, but the floors of the citadel tended to be cool and clean enough for bare feet. “I shall shortly be throwing him out of it. And you, for that matter.”
“I’m not in your bed, Theta. Stick to attainable goals.”
The Bell Jar
So-- since archive.org is still down for "scheduled maintenance" and it's my bedtime, the next wayback link is put off until later, and we'll have something that was actually posted on livejournal, instead.
Title: The Bell Jar
Characters: Koschei!Master, Theta!Doctor, Ushas!Rani
Length: ficlet
Warnings: fluff!
Author on lj:
loneravenAuthor website: http://www.sleepingwithghosts.popullus.net/
Why this must be read: There was a small burst of Koschei/Theta fic during the early period of New Who fandom. This is my favorite of them.
It's a tiny vignette, a small lovely bantery moment of happy Academy days preserved forever in stasis - figuratively and literally. And for all I adore Academy!fic that is full of darkness and prefigured pain, this is another story that has become part of canon for me: when I visualize the Academy years, this is precisely what I want to believe they were like.
(And yet this is the Doctor and the Master, so for all the honeyed brilliance in this story, it's hard not to look at the title, and then look at the story again, and start to see shadows--)
Excerpt: Theta jerked his foot. The bucket swung to and fro, and finally dislodged; it landed on the floor with a thump as Theta rolled out of bed. “I think my clothes are here somewhere,” he commented, idly. Ushas had returned to whatever it was that was so interesting on Theta’s desk, and didn’t pay him any attention as he wandered naked around the room.
Over her shoulder, she called, “Did you know Koschei is in your bed?”
“The thought had occurred to me, yes.” Theta couldn’t find socks or boots, but the floors of the citadel tended to be cool and clean enough for bare feet. “I shall shortly be throwing him out of it. And you, for that matter.”
“I’m not in your bed, Theta. Stick to attainable goals.”
The Bell Jar
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