 Brynhild GoUrL 2007-02-12 . chapter 18Probably before you even start reading this, I should saw that Rain read this review and teased me mercilessly for talking like a crazed fangirl, but *shrug* I really liked this fic and I like it when my reviewers leave me detailed reviews, so I try to leave detailed reviews. So, about the fic...
Oh... my... god.
There are no words. (and yet watch me ramble on anyways ^_~)
But still... the nearest word I can find is intensity, but still it pales as a word when trying to describe a fic as vibrant and consuming as this.
Setting: Me at work, bored out of my skull 'cause I woke up late and didn't have time to save some fanfic onto my flash drive to read while I'm at work. Supernatural is my flavor of choice at the moment, so I begged Rain (CrazyGirl47) to copy fic and bring it to me, and among the SPN fics she'd also saved a few PR fics too, as she is actively corrupting me into loving Power Rangers. Among them, this was there. And I read.
And for the next few hours, I did nothing but quickly help the few customers that drove through, and read this fic. And not a second spent reading this was wasted, despite the fact that I had to tear myself away from it right after Kat fought with Jason and got into the lab to see Billy aged and I still hadn't turned over the cream cheese or dumped the soups or stocked anything for the morning, or hardly done any work, so that I could spend the last couple hours of my shift in a whirlwind trying to get done everything that your fic had distracted me from and made me forget about doing. And then, once I got home and had breakfast with Rain, I had to finish it, 'cause the Billy/Kat UST was still this throbbing weight in my chest.
I'm slowly catching up on PR, though right now I've only seen PRDT, PRSPD, a few episodes of Mystic Force and almost all of MMPR's first season. So I haven't seen hardly any of Kat except for catching the tail-end of the ep where he decides to stay in Aquitar, the Turbo movie, and what Rain tells me so I can try to keep the characters and seasons straight in my head, which doesn't always work so well ^_~ So I'm not completely familiar with the characters, but I still fell and fell hard for this fic.
I don't know if this happens to you, but sometimes when I'm reading a really really good fic, it becomes the only thing that exists. I lose awareness of my surroundings, lose awareness of myself. I stop being a physical human being, stop even being me, and I just become this wisp of smoke or something that can see and feel. There's no computer, there's not even words on the screen anymore, just people and movements and feelings and dialogue and thoughts and there's no delay of translation from written word to visual mental image, it just is. The fic exists as its own window, and I drift, no longer a conscious being but instead merely a shred of essence, floating along the waves of emotion and character development. And just when I'm in that transcended plane of being, then the drive-thru alarm goes off in my headset, yanking me back harshly to the heavy cell of my physical form, and the "Real World" is bright and harsh, and the florescent lights glare as I feel every cell that forms my lungs and I try to remember how to breath and walk and blink again. It was like this every time I sat down in between customers to read this fic, I would slowly get sucked in, as if the fic was quicksand as warm as blankets after a winter's sleep, and you just want to curl up into the warmth and let yourself sink back down.
“I’ve tried! I’ve tried so hard to be different from her, but nothing works. I’ve even tried to turn off my feelings for Tommy, but that’s obviously a failure.” Kat met his gaze defiantly, “Do you have a cure for that pain, Dr. Cranston? Do you have something that will make my feelings for him go away?”
Maybe it was the darkness that seemed to wrap around them like a protective cocoon; maybe it was the way the firelight played across his face and danced in his eyes, Kat couldn’t say. But for an instant that seemed to stretch into an eternity, something different and beautiful lit his eyes.
Oh, babe, you had me at this moment. It was reading this scene, watching this scene and these lines so clearly in my mind's eye, that I knew I would fall hook, line, and sinker for this fic. And glancing at the scroll-bar to notice that I had still barely begun the fic made me love you, 'cause I knew it would get better and I envied my future self already 'cause I knew I wouldn't be able to read fast enough to sate my rapidly growing hunger and interest in your plans for Billy and Kat, and yet I knew I would be rereading this over and over again, happily reliving my favorite scenes. The scene where she forces him to go to bed and he's so tired he can't get over the innuendo at first, and she breaks off mid-word at the sight of him freshly out of the shower, to the moment he casually remarks that he always notices what she wears and she feels that little thrill of a part of her wanting it to mean more, to his protectiveness and... *flails for words to describe* Something dark and fierce flickered behind his eyes, “Who is Jacob, and what did he do to you?” ... “Kat, did he…?” Billy’s deceptively calm voice contained a mixture of fear and barely restrained anger. *shivers in delicious delight* Oh, baby. Dangerous!Billy is the hotness. Feed my kink. ^_^ (Rain said I shouldn't use the word 'kink', but I'm from the Spander BtVS fandom and "Feed my kink" is a commonly banded about phrase of encouragement).
And the way Billy's three words strong, perceptive and fiery really saw past the surface to who Kat really is, so much more than Tommy's did, Oh, make my heart flutter. Oh, sweet Billy...
"No, Billy!" Reaching out instinctively, she grabbed his hand. "That's not what I meant. I like learning from you. It's just… I can tell your mind is already sixteen steps ahead on this. I don't want you to always feel that you have to slow down for me."
And I loved the interaction, their nicknames for each other, the way they knew what the other was thinking and exchanged honesties in the middle of the night. Lovelovelove. The way that they knew the right words to say to each other and could fit together so very well, the way they flirt with each other and don't realize it until after the words are out of their mouths...
"There was leather and spikes, and from what I'm told an incredible mastery of the word 'yeah'. I'm trying to repress."
A reference to an ep that I've seen ^_^ Punk!Billy... *shivers* Very hot. Totally wanted to jump him, though the personality and "incredible mastery of the word 'yeah'" made me want to yak, but still... Mix Putty!Billy's menacing air and violent tendencies with Punk!Billy's fashion sense, and *fans self* I wouldn't be able to resist.
Their dwellment in the storm was fantastic... Jason and Billy's conversations, both when Billy is sick after rejecting the powers, and when Jason tells him that Kat loves him... both of those conversations broke my heart.
**. **. **. Shut up Adam, please just shut up.
*huggles Billy* Loved the scene in the Tux store, as well as the balcony scene.
he hadn’t been imagining. It was all there, in the way she’d bitten back the name, the shock in her eyes, the way she nervously tucked a loose curl behind her ear… the way neither one of them could breathe.
I couldn't breathe either while reading this scene ^_~
Kat trying to find something recognizable looking at aged Billy “There you are.” She whispered reverently, running the tips of her finger along the edge of one his many scars, in particular the one she had given him when he first taught her to use the micro-welder. Made my heart ache.
Poor Tommy, who doesn't really have any clue what's going on. Poor Jason, who got dropped into the middle of it. And poor Kat and Billy who have so many obstacles to overcome.
“You are so damn lucky that you’ve got her. You hear me? Maybe it’s going to tear us apart, but we’ll mend.” Jason shook his friend’s limp body a little, “If I had even half of what you’ve got, I’d claw my way back from hell and damn the consequences. So you get back here. You need a will to fight this thing? She’s tall and blonde, and packs one hell of a punch, and loves you probably more than one person deserves. So get your ** back here, and sort this thing out. Because you might break us, but losing you will destroy her.”
That totally killed me. That paragraph right there. Killed. me. dead. This whole fic took my breath away, and it was hell the few times I had to put it down.
So, um... yeah. That's about it. I'm off to read "If Camelot Fell" now, but I wanted to review this while it was still fresh in my head. Thanks for the enjoyable read ^_^ |