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tallulahgs[Title] That's What Friends are For
[Fandom] Sarah Jane Adventures
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Clyde is keen to make sure Luke isn't taken advantage of. Sort of a counterpart tostill_lycoris's fic from earlier in the challenge!
“We should talk to him,” Clyde said.
Rani glanced at him as they rounded the corner and turned on to Bannerman Road. He was frowning.
“Who?” she said.
“This Sanjiv. When he comes. We should just... let him know, you know? We're Luke's mates and we look out for him.”
Rani stifled a smile. “Tell him if he breaks Luke's heart, we'll murder him and bury him in Sarah Jane's garden? Point out with our super computer and her journalistic connections, we can make it so no one ever comes looking?”
“Hey, I'm serious!” Clyde shoved his hands into his pockets. “We know Luke's a genius, but some smartarse university student might think he's a dumb kid who can be. You know. Taken advantage of. We ought to make it clear, is all I'm saying. The thing about Luke Smith is, he isn't just ridiculously smart and he isn't just someone who doesn't get normal people -”
“Hey, he gets them, he's just got seventeen years worth of catching up to do,” Rani said.
“You know what I mean. The point is, he isn't just weird. He's also saved the world a bunch of times, and he's got friends. Who are going to be really mad if anything bad happens to him or if he gets messed around. We should just... say that.”
“Well... we could.” Rani walked ahead of him a little, let him hear her smiling. “But I reckon he'll probably be able to tell. Once he meets us.”
[Title] Healing Hands
[Fandom] Firefly
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Simon thought he'd miss hospitals, but it's not that easy.
Simon had always thought that going back to hospitals would, in a black way, feel like coming home.
Medical training had been long and tiring and had involved months spent in sterile white buildings where the death and misery and bodily fluids were contained, were incidents against a backdrop of order. Where information could be summoned at the click of a button and you were the authority, you had a head full of facts and the only difficulty was pulling the right ones out of your brain in time. And throughout all of that he'd still been positive that being a doctor was what he wanted. His path. His calling. Even on the busiest night shift or when facing the angriest consultant or watching the sickest patient fade away and be able to do nothing. He could still see the system and he wanted to find his place in it.
But on Ariel, it no longer felt right. He was a fugitive and a criminal and it wasn't even that he felt outside the system. He couldn't see the system at all. Just a white building, with hundreds of people scuttling to and fro.
Perhaps spending his days on a tiny ship with a crew of misfits had reduced his horizons. Perhaps having to accept the difficulty of helping River – as opposed to strangers – was making him feel powerless. Or perhaps there really was no underlying order behind it all. Perhaps River's songs and fears were the most logical thing out there. After all, hadn't she predicted the hands of blue?
[Fandom] Sarah Jane Adventures
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Clyde is keen to make sure Luke isn't taken advantage of. Sort of a counterpart to
still_lycoris's fic from earlier in the challenge!“We should talk to him,” Clyde said.
Rani glanced at him as they rounded the corner and turned on to Bannerman Road. He was frowning.
“Who?” she said.
“This Sanjiv. When he comes. We should just... let him know, you know? We're Luke's mates and we look out for him.”
Rani stifled a smile. “Tell him if he breaks Luke's heart, we'll murder him and bury him in Sarah Jane's garden? Point out with our super computer and her journalistic connections, we can make it so no one ever comes looking?”
“Hey, I'm serious!” Clyde shoved his hands into his pockets. “We know Luke's a genius, but some smartarse university student might think he's a dumb kid who can be. You know. Taken advantage of. We ought to make it clear, is all I'm saying. The thing about Luke Smith is, he isn't just ridiculously smart and he isn't just someone who doesn't get normal people -”
“Hey, he gets them, he's just got seventeen years worth of catching up to do,” Rani said.
“You know what I mean. The point is, he isn't just weird. He's also saved the world a bunch of times, and he's got friends. Who are going to be really mad if anything bad happens to him or if he gets messed around. We should just... say that.”
“Well... we could.” Rani walked ahead of him a little, let him hear her smiling. “But I reckon he'll probably be able to tell. Once he meets us.”
[Title] Healing Hands
[Fandom] Firefly
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Simon thought he'd miss hospitals, but it's not that easy.
Simon had always thought that going back to hospitals would, in a black way, feel like coming home.
Medical training had been long and tiring and had involved months spent in sterile white buildings where the death and misery and bodily fluids were contained, were incidents against a backdrop of order. Where information could be summoned at the click of a button and you were the authority, you had a head full of facts and the only difficulty was pulling the right ones out of your brain in time. And throughout all of that he'd still been positive that being a doctor was what he wanted. His path. His calling. Even on the busiest night shift or when facing the angriest consultant or watching the sickest patient fade away and be able to do nothing. He could still see the system and he wanted to find his place in it.
But on Ariel, it no longer felt right. He was a fugitive and a criminal and it wasn't even that he felt outside the system. He couldn't see the system at all. Just a white building, with hundreds of people scuttling to and fro.
Perhaps spending his days on a tiny ship with a crew of misfits had reduced his horizons. Perhaps having to accept the difficulty of helping River – as opposed to strangers – was making him feel powerless. Or perhaps there really was no underlying order behind it all. Perhaps River's songs and fears were the most logical thing out there. After all, hadn't she predicted the hands of blue?
