There are papers on the desk before her, and she dreams of fighting. [Quistis-centric ficlet] [No pairings]
- Towards the end it looks like there is a word missing.
"I don't know to grade a paper. I don't know how to teach a class."- Looks like the 'how' got left out of the first sentence.
This is just plain awesome. I dearly love Quitis and you've portrayed her as the strong woman she is. This fic is just lovely beyond words, and I'm sorry that I'm not able to give you a more coherent review. Thank you for writing this.
(#) syncretic_routine 2005-12-27 07:00:29 AMI like this, because it really is a neat concept. It's gen-fic! I love you!
This needs a bit more detail throughout the piece though, with all five senses - smell, sound, taste, you know - it also makes me think it's just a small part of a greater whole, like there's more that's just not posted yet.
- I really like this a lot. ^^ Quistis always struck me as kind of wistful in the beginning of the game (as opposed to later, when she's wistful over Squall because Rinoa's in the picture). I had actually thought before that maybe it was because she was tired of grading papers and wanted something different. SeeDs are trained to fight, after all. ^_~ I'm sad that you've already gotten five good ratings on this, because I wanted to give it one. Probably would have been "Insightful," like (nearly) everyone else, or maybe "Ambiance". ^_^
Excellent stuff. Keep it up!