Thank you thank you Mystery Remixer! I actually had a gut feeling that this fic might be chosen by whoever remixed me, which is great because I have a special soft spot in my heart for this story. Thrilled that this is from the Haitian's point of view. We don't get to see enough of the Haitian, I feel, and I'm sure he has very strong opinions regarding what goes on at the Company.
The scene with Elle's mother when she's a baby--aww. Hey. Hey, you. Are you my little one? Yes, you are! Poor baby Elle! Poor Elle's mommy!
I like the progression of Bob's bringing her in many different times, and the Haitian's view of Bob's motivation. And the Haitian has mercy, too. Love this line: He takes true and great pleasure in taking those memories from her, though, sealing over the gap in her mind with blissful ignorance. Also loved the fact that he considered taking away a bad memory even though Bob wouldn't want him to.
Then all of this:
Bishop edits his daughter's life—his daughter's mind—ruthlessly, purging any moment he regards as weakness (a kitten's fur. a finger painted rainbow. ice cream cones shared with a babysitter. a caress to the cheek. an idle compliment from a stranger. a disobeyed order) and leaving all the rest. Every moment of cruelty, casual and deliberate. Every sharp word. Every vindictive, vicious, mean thought and action Elle's ever had.
He watches her grow, a thing that walks and talks like a girl but has no girl left inside her.
On his desk, Bishop has a bonsai tree, over-pruned and sickly. He thinks this must stand in lieu of any photographic portrait of Elle, because Bishop's desk and office are bare of any more personal touches than that stunted, ailing tree.
Wonderful description and metaphor of what Bob's done to his daughter. Just fabulous. I do like that you've left the ending a little hopeful. The Haitian seems like a man who would be concerned about undoing the wrongs he's done, so that seemed very in character for him.
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Date: 2008-04-19 11:15 pm (UTC)Thank you thank you Mystery Remixer! I actually had a gut feeling that this fic might be chosen by whoever remixed me, which is great because I have a special soft spot in my heart for this story. Thrilled that this is from the Haitian's point of view. We don't get to see enough of the Haitian, I feel, and I'm sure he has very strong opinions regarding what goes on at the Company.
The scene with Elle's mother when she's a baby--aww. Hey. Hey, you. Are you my little one? Yes, you are! Poor baby Elle! Poor Elle's mommy!
I like the progression of Bob's bringing her in many different times, and the Haitian's view of Bob's motivation. And the Haitian has mercy, too. Love this line: He takes true and great pleasure in taking those memories from her, though, sealing over the gap in her mind with blissful ignorance. Also loved the fact that he considered taking away a bad memory even though Bob wouldn't want him to.
Then all of this:
Bishop edits his daughter's life—his daughter's mind—ruthlessly, purging any moment he regards as weakness (a kitten's fur. a finger painted rainbow. ice cream cones shared with a babysitter. a caress to the cheek. an idle compliment from a stranger. a disobeyed order) and leaving all the rest. Every moment of cruelty, casual and deliberate. Every sharp word. Every vindictive, vicious, mean thought and action Elle's ever had.
He watches her grow, a thing that walks and talks like a girl but has no girl left inside her.
On his desk, Bishop has a bonsai tree, over-pruned and sickly. He thinks this must stand in lieu of any photographic portrait of Elle, because Bishop's desk and office are bare of any more personal touches than that stunted, ailing tree.
Wonderful description and metaphor of what Bob's done to his daughter. Just fabulous. I do like that you've left the ending a little hopeful. The Haitian seems like a man who would be concerned about undoing the wrongs he's done, so that seemed very in character for him.
Thank you thank you thank you remixer!