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OOM
After this.
Rachel did not go back inside right away. Threatened and afraid, inside with four walls around her was not the place she wanted to be at that moment. And just because voices ring in her head with some regularity does not mean that she, for a second, thinks it's okay ( Read more... ) -
Milliways Prompt Fic
Her own face won't let her forget.
His hand on her hair, his gaze meeting hers, his voice, all joy and pride, We're two of a kind, sweetheart, inside and out.Genetically unlikely, she'd learned in science class, but didn't need to be told. Not with her mother and two sisters, their dark hair and darker eyes, Rachel shining gold and blue beside ( Read more... ) -
Shatterverse AU Fic
One of few things Rachel finds annoying about working with "normal" humans is the whole escape route thing. It becomes a lot more complicated when you only have one shape to work with. Not that Rachel has to deal with that much, but her companions do and their setbacks occasionally hold her back and that gets to be seriously annoying. In the ( Read more... ) -
Post-Valentine's OOM
They don't talk unless absolutely necessary ( Read more... ) -
OOM
She's settling into a new routine ( Read more... ) -
OOM
Last week, there were three items in her apartment in Milliways that qualified the room as her own. Since the furniture, toiletries, clothing, and linen had been supplied for her, it had retained the feeling of a nice hotel room for the months she'd stayed there. Except for the nightstand beside her bed. The top drawer that could be pulled open ( Read more... ) -
OOM: Tobias' Entrance
Despite what she'd said, they don't exchange a single word in the air. That they're in it is enough, together is more, is everything. There's no need to ruin it - the dream, the hallucination - with anything resembling reality.
Which is all Milliways does, anyway. Resemble reality ( Read more... ) -
OOM
A pillow, a blanket, a note from the bar. Sentenced ordered to nap on the couch while someone - things? - took care of the snow and wet she'd left in her rooms. At least she'd tried to do it herself and okay, maybe, just maybe she'd needed help and rest rather than to do it all herself ( Read more... ) -
OOM
Three years is not very long, in the scheme of things. When men and women live sixty, seventy, eighty plus years, a measly three is nothing ( Read more... ) -
OOM
There is no such thing as a night without dreams. Even in moments of purest exhaustion, her subconscious always seemed to manage a vision or two before her eyes would finally open. Sometimes they're beautiful, incredible, exciting. Sometimes they're disgusting and horrible and terrifying ( Read more... )