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calufraxStory: Sailing On
Author: Meadowlark
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1242
Author's Summary: Though they come from different worlds, Vicki and Troilus find common ground to build their life on.
Characters/Pairings: Vicki, Vick/Troilus
Warnings: None
Recced because:
Vicki and Troilus are an odd couple. Born centuries apart and brought together by plot device they don't seem particularly suited to each other. In this lovely fic, Meadowlark shows that despite the obvious differences, Vicki and Troilus have more in common than meets the eye.
Traveling in ships was something Vicki was accustomed to, but never a ship quite like this.
It was rather funny, now she thought of it. She’d been to planets in galaxies that most humans would only know as nameless points of light, seen through a telescope- but she’d never before traveled in a wooden ship with sails, over her own planet’s seas.
It was a strange new sensation, after the 25th century’s latest, sleekest space capsules, & the Doctor’s impossible, alien timeship, to feel the movement of the water beneath them, and hear the creak of the wooden boards they stood upon, knowing those creaking wooden boards were the only thing keeping herself & the small band of Trojan refugees alive on the immense, fathomless sea. Of course in a space ship it was the same thing, really, and all the more dangerous, for you couldn’t survive at all without your ship in space. But it felt so different; the sting of wind on your face, the smell of the seawater- the sound of the waves churning up as the ship propelled through it; it was like nothing else she’d ever known. It was unnerving.
And it was exhilarating.
She shivered in the wind, and pulled her cloak about her. Then she looked at Troilus.
Author: Meadowlark
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1242
Author's Summary: Though they come from different worlds, Vicki and Troilus find common ground to build their life on.
Characters/Pairings: Vicki, Vick/Troilus
Warnings: None
Recced because:
Vicki and Troilus are an odd couple. Born centuries apart and brought together by plot device they don't seem particularly suited to each other. In this lovely fic, Meadowlark shows that despite the obvious differences, Vicki and Troilus have more in common than meets the eye.
Traveling in ships was something Vicki was accustomed to, but never a ship quite like this.
It was rather funny, now she thought of it. She’d been to planets in galaxies that most humans would only know as nameless points of light, seen through a telescope- but she’d never before traveled in a wooden ship with sails, over her own planet’s seas.
It was a strange new sensation, after the 25th century’s latest, sleekest space capsules, & the Doctor’s impossible, alien timeship, to feel the movement of the water beneath them, and hear the creak of the wooden boards they stood upon, knowing those creaking wooden boards were the only thing keeping herself & the small band of Trojan refugees alive on the immense, fathomless sea. Of course in a space ship it was the same thing, really, and all the more dangerous, for you couldn’t survive at all without your ship in space. But it felt so different; the sting of wind on your face, the smell of the seawater- the sound of the waves churning up as the ship propelled through it; it was like nothing else she’d ever known. It was unnerving.
And it was exhilarating.
She shivered in the wind, and pulled her cloak about her. Then she looked at Troilus.
