Aah, this was amazing! (I make such delighted, high-pitched noises whenever I see Scar-centric fic...much to my cat's dismay.)
Though your percentages made me sad (how can people not like Mei? Look at her face, people, and the way she holds those knives, hello, she is AMAZING), I loved everything about this fic. Everyone's voices were wonderful, and I loved the group's dynamics.
Some of my favorite lines/paragraphs:
Mei loves her clan, but it has always been important for her to remember, and for her cousins and aunts and uncles and all the others who might have been her playmates to remember, that she is neither their peer nor their pawn. She is responsible for herself, as she may someday be responsible for a nation; her room is the chrysalis of an Empress. (Oh Mei!)
Marcoh knows, in his head, that Scar is no divine spirit, come in answer to his prayers to deliver vengeance unto him. The stone face and the voice that rumbles like thunder belong to a man like any other. He excuses himself for his occasional trouble in remembering this by telling himself that after so much time in the lair of the Seven Sins, everything starts to look over-symbolic. (Oh, Marcoh.)
Usually Mei is perfectly happy to hear an Edward Elric-centered rant, as long he tolerates a paean to Alphonse Elric in return – it’s an unspoken but mutually agreeable arrangement – but today she seems to have other things on her mind. (Hee, how Yoki accidentally becomes a member of the Alphonse Elric Fanclub.)
For a moment, the treacherous thought crosses his mind that it would, every so often, be of benefit to have access to the kind of alchemy he sees the Amestrian weapons using. If he’s living as a walking abomination regardless, it would be nice to at least have the ability to shore the roof up. (Oh, Scar.)
Also! Someone else who loves Dar Williams! A friend and I have a long-running joke that we're going to do a Dar Williams ficathon, where people get a Dar song and have to write a story about it, because all of her songs are so perfect for fic.
Er, sorry about the rambling post! But I really loved this story. It was a delight to read. :)
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Date: 2010-12-03 03:50 am (UTC)Though your percentages made me sad (how can people not like Mei? Look at her face, people, and the way she holds those knives, hello, she is AMAZING), I loved everything about this fic. Everyone's voices were wonderful, and I loved the group's dynamics.
Some of my favorite lines/paragraphs:
Mei loves her clan, but it has always been important for her to remember, and for her cousins and aunts and uncles and all the others who might have been her playmates to remember, that she is neither their peer nor their pawn. She is responsible for herself, as she may someday be responsible for a nation; her room is the chrysalis of an Empress. (Oh Mei!)
Marcoh knows, in his head, that Scar is no divine spirit, come in answer to his prayers to deliver vengeance unto him. The stone face and the voice that rumbles like thunder belong to a man like any other. He excuses himself for his occasional trouble in remembering this by telling himself that after so much time in the lair of the Seven Sins, everything starts to look over-symbolic. (Oh, Marcoh.)
Usually Mei is perfectly happy to hear an Edward Elric-centered rant, as long he tolerates a paean to Alphonse Elric in return – it’s an unspoken but mutually agreeable arrangement – but today she seems to have other things on her mind. (Hee, how Yoki accidentally becomes a member of the Alphonse Elric Fanclub.)
For a moment, the treacherous thought crosses his mind that it would, every so often, be of benefit to have access to the kind of alchemy he sees the Amestrian weapons using. If he’s living as a walking abomination regardless, it would be nice to at least have the ability to shore the roof up. (Oh, Scar.)
Also! Someone else who loves Dar Williams! A friend and I have a long-running joke that we're going to do a Dar Williams ficathon, where people get a Dar song and have to write a story about it, because all of her songs are so perfect for fic.
Er, sorry about the rambling post! But I really loved this story. It was a delight to read. :)