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Title: Father
Rating: PG
Media: Fic
Pairing/Characters: Professor Clover
Word Count(if applicable): 300
Prompt: Minor Character Inclusion
Professor Clover isn't sure how things turned out the way they did. He remembers when he was younger, all dark hair and bright eyes, heart unburdened by the idea that one could be killed simply for pursuing knowledge. Knowledge had always seemed to be such a wondrous thing during those long nights spent hunched over dusty tomes, so full of potential. He is no adventurer, not like Olivia; his home is in the library where he can steer others the same way as him and continue to study. He had always wanted a regular family, a wife and a child and a little house by the sea, but there would always be time for that later, he thought. But not yet. Not while there are still things to study.
Eventually, all those he had thought of courting drifted away, aware that they would never replace his true love. Oh, Clover knows that things could have gone differently, but he would have never been willing to sacrifice his studies for some personal happiness. He knows that should he have started a family, they would be put at risk just through relation to him. The scholars are his family now.
And yet when he looks down at Nico Robin's quiet, solemn little face, the old yearning in his heart awakens and he is unable to resist taking into the heart of the library. It's a dangerous effort, and perhaps he is doing a disservice to this young one, but she brings him so much joy that he cannot bring himself to push her away.
He fears the very worst, but when he looks at her trusting eyes, he thinks that perhaps everything will turn out all right.
Rating: PG
Media: Fic
Pairing/Characters: Professor Clover
Word Count(if applicable): 300
Prompt: Minor Character Inclusion
Professor Clover isn't sure how things turned out the way they did. He remembers when he was younger, all dark hair and bright eyes, heart unburdened by the idea that one could be killed simply for pursuing knowledge. Knowledge had always seemed to be such a wondrous thing during those long nights spent hunched over dusty tomes, so full of potential. He is no adventurer, not like Olivia; his home is in the library where he can steer others the same way as him and continue to study. He had always wanted a regular family, a wife and a child and a little house by the sea, but there would always be time for that later, he thought. But not yet. Not while there are still things to study.
Eventually, all those he had thought of courting drifted away, aware that they would never replace his true love. Oh, Clover knows that things could have gone differently, but he would have never been willing to sacrifice his studies for some personal happiness. He knows that should he have started a family, they would be put at risk just through relation to him. The scholars are his family now.
And yet when he looks down at Nico Robin's quiet, solemn little face, the old yearning in his heart awakens and he is unable to resist taking into the heart of the library. It's a dangerous effort, and perhaps he is doing a disservice to this young one, but she brings him so much joy that he cannot bring himself to push her away.
He fears the very worst, but when he looks at her trusting eyes, he thinks that perhaps everything will turn out all right.
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