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Original Fic: Beginnings (Prologue)
Jan. 1st, 2012 12:10 amRachel stumbled through the door, unbalanced by the unexpected opening. ( Read more... )
Original fic: Octagon Curve [first draft]
Mar. 18th, 2011 02:07 am“Alright, kid, I’ve got the go.” Mickey turned back around from the comm panel and grinned.
“For serious? The control room? *Yes!*” Kasim punched the air and did a little dance.
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“For serious? The control room? *Yes!*” Kasim punched the air and did a little dance.
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Original Fic: Mirrors [First draft]
Feb. 12th, 2011 05:46 pmMalcolm kept catching sight of himself in the mirror, and it kept on startling him. Ridiculous, of course. But the image of self from the outside, without the echoes of his wife’s thoughts, felt cold and unnatural; he kept reaching for the connection every time it happened, and every time he kept bumping into the nothing where the door should be, like a bee into a window pane.
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People who only travel one stop never get why we call it the Ladder. It’s a long, slow, haul up or down to the Gate, a carefully choreographed high inclination dance with every other packet and carrier waiting, then one flash of blue white light, and back down or up to the dance in the next star system. One bright hoop does not a ladder make.
I lay cradled in flight gel, secure from all g-shock any human could survive. ( Read more... )
I lay cradled in flight gel, secure from all g-shock any human could survive. ( Read more... )
Original Fic: Coverup
Jan. 1st, 2011 01:54 amBelieving that omens attend upon beginnings I just spent the last three hours writing. So I've got 1400 words of original fiction, all new characters, all new world... at least if I filed the serial numbers off enough, I know who they're played by, I just weren't intending to show it.
Unbetaed short story below the cut:
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There were two shadows in the window. Ten minutes before opening, the dockside lights behind them competed with the displays of the last shift’s bar signs, setting the two blinking back and forth. It added to the swaying both managed on their own.
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Unbetaed short story below the cut:
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There were two shadows in the window. Ten minutes before opening, the dockside lights behind them competed with the displays of the last shift’s bar signs, setting the two blinking back and forth. It added to the swaying both managed on their own.
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