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May. 12th, 2009 | 03:24 pm

[While my brain tries to work through that finale (wow - I'm in two minds about it, no pun intended) and figure out where Chase's head is at for the summer, a little selection of songs that usually help me place him, in a vague order from childhood on. I don't have all of these in MP3 format right now, but I'll work on adding DLs later. I also really should work on getting something perkier in here. Did I mention wow? Edited: to add one more song and a bunch of pictures, because I'm some kind of photoshop masochist.]

sprinkle a handful of plausible liesCollapse )

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Apr. 28th, 2009 | 01:39 pm

[Ha. Um. A response to last night's episode, House Divided, featuring 12 year old Robert. Could also have been titled 'Robert Chase: The Wonder Years'. No spoilers for the episode, exactly, but you won't understand the fic until you've seen the ep. One day I swear I'll write something that doesn't reference his father at all. No Warnings, 1176 words.]

It was a sweltering day, and the other boy in the staff lounge at the Royal Melbourne looked about as bored as he was. Ordinarily Robert would have found his way down to the VIDs wards and stared through glass at doctors being kitted up to the nines for their work in the isolation rooms, but not today. Today the heat had everyone in a temper, and no one was going to have any patience for a kid who kept getting underfoot, no matter how big he could make his blue eyes in apology.

Besides, he had homework.Collapse )
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Apr. 25th, 2009 | 08:57 am

[Very vaguely sprung off by justprompts 'Here For You Now' (title only). A totally gen Chase and Wilson fic, set approximately during Season Five, episode 2-3. No warnings. 1765 words.]

He's hunched over a table in a bar across town from his apartment, staring glumly into a basket of fries soaked in oil that tastes re-used and won't settle properly in his stomach. He ate maybe a handful when he ordered them, and has spent an hour now watching the ketchup slowly congeal across the rest.

Cameron's on a play-date with Wilson. He always says he doesn't mind driving her and waiting, but really he's just there trying to feel some part of this messed up pity party they've kept going for weeks, now.Collapse )

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Apr. 18th, 2009 | 03:27 am

Pandering to Robert Chase's ego will never fail to buy you ten minutes with him. Denying it might just buy you a lifetime.

He knows Cameron will never want him as much as he wants her. Of anything in their relationship, that much has been clear from the start. The thing that twists unacknowledged in his stomach is the truth that this is why he wants her. The small clench of fear whenever she lets herself be recruited back to the old team, to the old boss -- that's what keeps him eager. The knowledge that he'll never get from her that soft, intent look bestowed upon the latest hopeless case to shudder beside a crash cart in the ER.

Oh, he's broken enough for her.Collapse )
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Apr. 15th, 2009 | 12:00 am

[Use this post to drop me a line.]

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