Strapped down to something that you don’t understand Don’t know what you were getting yourself into You should have known Secretly, I think you knew (x)
Calling it done. Been staring at the lines for too long, and this was supposed to be a quick diversion.
I love Newt, but I want to see him suffer some consequences from mind melding with a giant alien beastie.
I have officially sent Occam’s Razor out to a professional Copy-editor for a first read through you guys.
Once I get it back I’ll be going through it myself chapter per chapter with a new style guide I’ve been putting together to make sure everything is consistent. Once thats done I’ll find someone to help me format the thing for print and look into a kickstarter for self-publishing costs. Let’s see how this goes!
So I’m kinda obsessed with the idea that Newton is an actual doctor and got his medical license and just never told Hermann about it in any of his letters.
He gets it mostly because of boredom, something to keep him occupied. It comes in use though even if he doesn’t start his own medicine practice, when kaiju samples are dried up and he doesn’t have anything to do in the lab. He could do the stack of paperwork waiting on his desk but that’s no fun so he ignores it. Instead, anytime he doesn’t have new samples to work on, he’ll volunteer down at the Medical Bay, because 1. It’s super understaffed and 2. It keeps him busy.
Hermann never asks when he leaves on those days, doesn’t ever questions where Newt’s going. He doesn’t care where. The lab’s empty and that mean it’s silent. He can actually work in peace for once.
But one day, when Hermann goes for his monthly check up to Med Bay, the doctor that usually tends to him, is out of the shatterdome for a time being.
Hermann’s not expecting Newton to walk through the door. Newton stumbles to a halt, seeing Hermann sitting on the cot only in a dressing gown that’s too short for him, revealing his pale legs and knees.
Newton gives him the biggest shit-eating grin.
“Newton!” Hermann hisses, “What are you doing here? You are not a doctor!”
“Yeah, actually I am.” Newton folds the clipboard against his chest, lightly clacking the stethoscope looped around his neck, laughing because this is too good, too rich. The best thing that has ever happen the whole time he has worked with the PPDC.
“Today, it seems like I’ll be your attending physician–” He glances down at the clipboard, pretending to read Hermann’s patient file. “Mr. Gottlieb.”
“It’s doctor.”
“Oh, you’re a doctor too.”
“Newton!”
Newton just snorts, slapping his knees after sitting down at the chair beside the cot. “Relax, Herms. I’m a professional. If you’re really serious about not wanting to be seen by me, you can schedule another appointment when your regular physician returns.”
Hermann doesn’t want to be seen by Newton, he doesn’t want Newton to know his personal medical history, but, it would be a waste of his time not to be seen today since he has schedule his whole day around this appointment.
He grumbles and waves at Newton to carry on.
“Awesome.” Newton claps his hands together, “Let’s get started, so tell me why you’re here today?”
It turns out Newton’s not completely incompetent as a doctor. Much to Hermann’s dismay, he’s actually rather good at it. He’s courteous and polite compared to some of the doctors Hermann has had in the past. He keeps a straight face and doesn’t tease Hermann about his leg when he’s examining it.
“You never mentioned this in the letters.” Hermann stares at the ceiling, avoiding looking at Newton while he’s gingerly touching Hermann’s leg, trailing his fingers down, pushing at muscles.
“Ah,” Newton shrugs, “Wanted to impressed you, didn’t want to come off as boring.”
Hermann sputters, “A medical doctor isn’t boring, Newton.”
Newton shrugs again, “Maybe, but it isn’t as cool as a kaiju specialist and that’s what caught your attention in the first place, right?.”
Hermann nods, his face warming.
When he leaves, Newton prescribes him more of his painkillers, tells him he’s overworking his leg and to keep it elevated at night and to stay off it as much.
“And I’ll know if you’re not following my advice.” He winks at Hermann before exiting and leaving Hermann
I asked for lots of pretty hair and @lorna-ka did not disappoint. I’m so happy with how this turned out, from their poses, to the rich colors and the dappled shadows. 😍
While this isn’t meant to be a specific scene from the stories, it does go with my fic series So Comes Snow After Fire and Spring After Winter and Sun on the Leaves, hence Kíli’s facial scar and their rings. I also wanted the picture to be a sort of a companion piece to this painting, which I already have hanging on my wall.
Avelera 