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Ice Takes a BreakI dont care whose it is, Marcie Ill pay them back for it. The small woman spoke her words quietly, eyes barely open as she flopped down for a quick break near the end of her shift. There was so much still left to do that reports, papers, and symptoms were starting to mesh in her mind, making her unsure of what exactly the last patient shed looked at had been suffering from. But just because the end of her shift was approaching meant little. Her work was important, and there was no doubt that she was pulling overtime again. A recent bout of food poisoning from a local restaurants tomatoes had put the local clinic through hell .
And she still had a volunteer shift at the nightclubs med bay to suffer through, to boot. The lavender eyes of the woman slowly drifted down to the coffee she had stolen off the table. No one had drunk from it. She could tell, which was why she had no problem downing a good portion of it, still steaming.
Undying IIITitle: Undying III
Subject: Alternate Universe. Original.
Rating: PG 13 for language
Synopsis: Crux Cattiveria returns!! Grieve for the world as we know it ;-;
Its cold here, but I dont move. I havent moved for years, no matter how many times the sun rises and falls. Cold and warm cold and warm. I hate the cold so much, and the bugs have already started gnawing. Ive been feeling them. Maybe I could count myself lucky that at the rate they bite; theyre getting an endless fresh food supply. That kind of sucks . Not as much for me, but for them; I didnt know the effect that eating regenerative flesh might have on a creature like that but I couldnt imagine it tasted all that good. I miss a lot of things . I dont even know how many years its been since Ive lain here, just letting myself drift.
I stopped breathing or even trying to breath months and months ago. Im not dead, of course&
Faith? I Don't Think SoTitle: Faith? I Don't Think So
Genre: Sci-Fi, Fan-fiction
Rating: ....PG-13, likely
Synopsis: Naz and Lam...
Warning: Suicide themes.
How did my life get to be like this?
Those who think everything in life is guided by the power of fate? Well, some days Im inclined to believe them. There was no way I would choose this for myself. No way in hell. I wasnt some run of the mill guy and I damn well wasnt extraordinary either I was just a good man. Thats what they called me; they called me a good man.
I dont know how they figured that.
The rain poured down again... Itd been obscuring my view for hours while I hung out at the top of a deserted building a building that had used to be a home for me, a lifetime ago. I remembered being a lot younger, a lot less wise, but still a cocky bastard. Id practice all my moves out on the junk that people left up here hell, some days, a friend of two would come and watch me.
A Moth to FlameTitle: A Moth to Flame
Genre: Sci-Fi/Fan Fiction
Synopsis: Kalaa Midori, a new member of the Insurgo, meets Carlo, a mob boss, and considers a job proposition.
Strong and yet nimble hands closed over the form of the tiny moth that had been getting far too near the flicker of the flame on the table, bringing it close to a different sort of warmth and comfort that it seeming was altogether unsure it rightly wished for. But it didnt fly off as the woman let it explore the graceful curves of her palms, nor did it flutter to the cold table, and smiling, the Irken female, her antennae only recently removed of its brace that marked her permanently with the insignia of the Insurgo, allowed it to remain. There was a type of comfort in the tiny things presence that she could fully appreciate.
Alone, hm ? she murmured to it, crooning in the softest of voices as tiny little feelers waved toward her, .dont trust anyone,
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
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