Yes, it's the *third* fic post in like a week. : comments.
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(no subject)
And so despite the fact that I've more or less exhausted my supply of appreciative adjectives, I have to say that I very much enjoyed this. Love the opening paragraph, and the way it smoothly transitions from a generalized statement into a much more specific topic and perspective, and the details about victims on her table.
But then it becomes even better when it shifts from the dead to living; wonderfully astute observations. Eric's arm brushing over his badge and the explanation for Ryan's
hideoushaircut really stood out. Beautifully worded, and also, those are things I'd never really think about, but after reading here am saying "wait, how did I not make that connection before now?!"*adds to personal canon file*
(no subject)
Heh, I think that was mostly me trying to rationalize. "There has to be a good reason for that haircut. THERE HAS TO BE."
Thank you again; I can't tell you how much I appreciate your reading and reviewing.