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Title: The Better Part of Valor
Rating: G
Genre: Introspection, gen
Word Count: 299
Characters: Victoria, mentions of Two and Jamie
Warnings: Spoilers for Evil of the Daleks and Fury from the Deep.
Summary: The problem with nights is you're alone with just yourself and the past.
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Lately, Victoria Waterfield is afraid of the dark.
And it isn’t just that every creak of the old house or rustle of leaves makes her think of cybermats or long, noxious tendrils reaching from the abyss in the sea, though she’d been quite happily ignorant of those horrors before she met the Doctor.
It’s that after the bustle of the day has died down, the weight of everything she’s lost weighs on her. Her father. Her home. She tries to keep her chin up and not show weakness, but when she’s alone the façade drops.
She misses the Doctor and Jamie, too, and she fears for them. There were days when, if it hadn’t been for her, they would have met an awful fate. And maybe, despite all the bravery she’s shown, they think her a coward for leaving. That’s almost unbearable, because she knows how much they value courage. But she lets them think less of her, because her real fear is too terrible to be voiced. She’d been afraid that one day she wouldn’t be enough, and the Doctor’s luck would run out.
Victoria had known that day was coming. It comes for all brave fools. She just doesn’t want to see it. She doesn’t want to think of the day the Doctor and Jamie are parted by the only thing strong enough to part them, or imagine that kindly old face in pain. She doesn’t want to picture the TARDIS collecting moss the day no one comes back.
But every night, there those images are, along with the ones of her father killed by Daleks, her house burning, all the pain and loss she’s seen in her travels. She left all that, deliberately, for a new and peaceful life. She’d thought that leaving would be enough.
Rating: G
Genre: Introspection, gen
Word Count: 299
Characters: Victoria, mentions of Two and Jamie
Warnings: Spoilers for Evil of the Daleks and Fury from the Deep.
Summary: The problem with nights is you're alone with just yourself and the past.
-
Lately, Victoria Waterfield is afraid of the dark.
And it isn’t just that every creak of the old house or rustle of leaves makes her think of cybermats or long, noxious tendrils reaching from the abyss in the sea, though she’d been quite happily ignorant of those horrors before she met the Doctor.
It’s that after the bustle of the day has died down, the weight of everything she’s lost weighs on her. Her father. Her home. She tries to keep her chin up and not show weakness, but when she’s alone the façade drops.
She misses the Doctor and Jamie, too, and she fears for them. There were days when, if it hadn’t been for her, they would have met an awful fate. And maybe, despite all the bravery she’s shown, they think her a coward for leaving. That’s almost unbearable, because she knows how much they value courage. But she lets them think less of her, because her real fear is too terrible to be voiced. She’d been afraid that one day she wouldn’t be enough, and the Doctor’s luck would run out.
Victoria had known that day was coming. It comes for all brave fools. She just doesn’t want to see it. She doesn’t want to think of the day the Doctor and Jamie are parted by the only thing strong enough to part them, or imagine that kindly old face in pain. She doesn’t want to picture the TARDIS collecting moss the day no one comes back.
But every night, there those images are, along with the ones of her father killed by Daleks, her house burning, all the pain and loss she’s seen in her travels. She left all that, deliberately, for a new and peaceful life. She’d thought that leaving would be enough.
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Also, this (http://www.youtube.com/user/johnnyfanboy) is the guy on YouTube who makes his own. He uses the narrated versions for most of them, unlike the Loose Cannon ones which are un-narrated, so it's a personal preference thing. I found it easier to get through some of them with the narration.
There was certainly a lot of ankle-spraining, but I did feel that right from the getgo, they were making an effort to have strong, intelligent women. Susan, an early favorite of mine, was established as a mysterious genius. Sadly, many of the later writers seemed to take their cue from "child" rather than "unearthly," and her character was assassinated in subsequent episodes, but I remain enamored of what I consider the spirit of the character.
I do love Zoe, and I appreciate what they were trying to do with her, but it seemed her character (revisiting the idea they'd failed twice at with both Susan and Vicki--a girl genius) threatened the writers themselves. The better they wrote her, the more they feared her and felt the need to put her down. It was fascinating watching this push-pull of their desire to support feminism and their kneejerk fear of it. This lead to the Doctor being something of an ass to her, like that infamous, "Logic, my dear Zoe, only allows one to be wrong with authority" line, on a statement of hers that was completely logical, and, as it turned out, completely correct. There was absolutely no reason to doubt it. Except that she was a woman.
This, admittedly, is part of the reason I have such fondness for Victoria--she wasn't a feminist statement, so the writers let her be. They were somewhat better at feminism when they weren't trying, because they didn't feel the need to keep kicking Victoria in the teeth like they did to some of the other girls. That, and Deborah Watling's charming performance, of course! <3
I am kind of all hot or all cold when it comes to shipping--I ship complete and utter crack, I ship Ian/Altos from The Keys of Marinus because Altos looked like he needed some warming up, I happily ship Doctor/everyone while asserting that he's asexual, and these things need not get in the way of each other, name a thing and I will find a way to ship it. (A friend once pointed out that the Starwhale loooooooved children. CANNOT UNSEE.) I will absolutely ship canon too--I don't have many posted DW stories, but about half of them are Amy/Rory--it's just that I hate limitations. Shipping Amy/Rory doesn't mean I won't ship Amy/Jamie/starwhale/Altos.
(I had to split this teal deer.)