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Icarus and Psyche by Leyenn (PG)
Fandom: STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
Pairing: Riker/Troi
Length: one-shot
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leyenn
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bookofpages; her early Riker/Troi fic is archived here
Why this must be read:
Leyenn’s thoughtful, spot-on characterizations place her among my favourite writers in this fandom, and her “Icarus and Psyche” is one of my go-to R/T fixes. Set just after Riker’s father’s visit in S2, this quiet fic sees Riker and Troi having a late-night conversation about, well, lots of things. The dialogue (particularly the early banter) is wonderful, and their relationship is presented as the complicated thing it ought to be at this point in the series.
"It's been a while." He examined the liquid once more and then took an experimental mouthful to test its potency. He seemed to approve, although he couldn't resist teasing her. "Not quite as good as the real thing..." Troi rolled her eyes from behind her own drink.
"I'm afraid the first officer confiscated my supply. Something about quarantine regulations?"
"Ah." He grinned good-naturedly and eyed his glass again. "Well, in that case, I guess I can survive."
"You want to talk." She didn't insult him by making it a question, deliberately reaching inside herself to 'switch off' her analytical, counselling mind. It would be a mistake, always, to attempt to counsel Will Riker the way she would any other member of the crew, particularly at one in the morning. Because Will Riker was not, in any way, just another member of the crew. Especially not to her.
Icarus and Psyche
Pairing: Riker/Troi
Length: one-shot
Author on LJ:
leyennAuthor Website:
bookofpages; her early Riker/Troi fic is archived hereWhy this must be read:
Leyenn’s thoughtful, spot-on characterizations place her among my favourite writers in this fandom, and her “Icarus and Psyche” is one of my go-to R/T fixes. Set just after Riker’s father’s visit in S2, this quiet fic sees Riker and Troi having a late-night conversation about, well, lots of things. The dialogue (particularly the early banter) is wonderful, and their relationship is presented as the complicated thing it ought to be at this point in the series.
"It's been a while." He examined the liquid once more and then took an experimental mouthful to test its potency. He seemed to approve, although he couldn't resist teasing her. "Not quite as good as the real thing..." Troi rolled her eyes from behind her own drink.
"I'm afraid the first officer confiscated my supply. Something about quarantine regulations?"
"Ah." He grinned good-naturedly and eyed his glass again. "Well, in that case, I guess I can survive."
"You want to talk." She didn't insult him by making it a question, deliberately reaching inside herself to 'switch off' her analytical, counselling mind. It would be a mistake, always, to attempt to counsel Will Riker the way she would any other member of the crew, particularly at one in the morning. Because Will Riker was not, in any way, just another member of the crew. Especially not to her.
Icarus and Psyche