Fic: For The Archive - File 1 of 4
Title: For The Archive - File 1 of 4
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None, scifi/fantasy AU
Summary: Her world needs to archive her experience in another world, so they both tell of their first meeting
Author's Note: This came from a dream I had. It is a little strange I suppose, but hopefully it will be liked
Thank you for coming, could you please start by telling us what happened that first day
The Bar Tender
I was at working and I didn’t notice her walk up to the bar, what got my attention was when she reached for one of the packages of water, she looked at it as if she didn’t really know what it was, she shook it a little, then looked up at me and smiled slightly. I didn’t register that she was walking away with it until all I could see was her back. I was distracted by her, I had never seen anyone like her in my life. Her hair was golden, her clothes a strange bright, yet dark green and she was taller than anyone around her, so she definitely stood out.
As soon as I realised she was stealing the water I quickly ran through the narrow entrance to the small square bar I worked at and went after her. She really hadn’t gone far when I grabbed her wrist. She turned to me looking a little confused and more innocent than I had seen even a child look.
“You can’t just take that” I said. My boss would fire me if I just let stock get taken and I really need a job.
She just stood there and looked at me. Not showing any kind of sign that she understood me.
“You have to pay for it….” Still she looked blank, but she never looked away, except for when two enforcers came along
“Is there a problem here” One of their faceless masks said in a mechanical voice. She looked at them just as dumbfounded as she was with me, but looked them up and down.
I didn’t know anything about her or who she was, but I didn’t want her to get in trouble with the enforcers, no one needed that. “No there’s no problem”
They said nothing else and just walked away down the dark street.
She looked at me again; I still had hold of her arm. “You need to pay…. Money? Currency? Come on, my boss’ll go mad” I sighed “Money? Credit? Chit? Coin?” I asked
The last one seemed to get her attention, she lifted her head in recognition and pushed the cloak she was wearing to one side and rummaged underneath it. She moved over to the bar and placed the water package on it, then pulled out a small pouch. She rummaged in it then pulled out a coin.
She looked at me with a look that asked if it was okay, she spoke but I didn’t understand the language. She spoke again and there was one word I understood “coin”. I looked at it; it wasn’t our currency and not a currency I recognised. It looked as if it was made of pure gold. They used to use that kind of thing centuries ago, but through time and technology, coins had become something only the lowers used and they’d become less and less pure.
She looked at me, raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly. I nodded to indicate it was okay.
She watched me as I went back to the bar then she sat down on one of the stools around the bar. I put the coin in my pocket and took out enough coin of my own to pay for her drink, what she had given me was worth far more than just one drink of water and I wasn’t going to let my boss have it. I saw that the woman was having trouble figuring out how to open the package and get the water out, which I found strange, but I helped her open it.
She watched me work for about an hour and a half, through the after work rush. I saw her looking around taking in the people and surroundings.
As the amount of people started to thin out she stood, reminding me of her height, smiled at me and walked away.
The Warrior
I ran as fast as I could to get away from the advancing enemy. I had no weapons and was trying to find one on the way. As I reached a large fallen tree I found a bow and a couple of arrows. I climbed on top of the tree trunk and could see the enemy advancing through the dense forest.
I readied the bow, but found that it was damaged, it snapped as I pulled it to full stretch. As the enemy got closer and closer, I heard voices behind me and turned to see my friends and fellow fighters.
I jumped down from the huge tree trunk and joined them.
It didn’t take long to rid us of the enemy forces that were approaching. When we had we quickly and as quietly as possible returned to one of our hide outs. Being so far from home we had to find safe havens.
The closest one to us was hidden in a dark corner surrounded by trees so tall you wondered if anyone had ever seen the top of them. The entrance was behind a large tree root bundle, we called it the warren. Inside we made our way down a number of tunnels, making sure we went down the correct ones and not down any of the many decoy’s we had made which ended up in one or two dangerous destinations.
After being stuck earlier without any weapons and the one that I did managed to find being damaged, I made my way to the armoury. I was greeted and asked the normal pleasantries, but was in no mood for it. I immediately let out my anger on the blacksmith. He bowed and apologised.
“I will make it up to you” He said
“You will. You will make me a sword, a knife and a bow. It will be your finest work, equal to no other” I demanded
I rested for some days after that attack. By the time we had found the enemy again, my weapons were ready.
The blacksmith ushered me into the forge and to a table that was covered with a gold cloth.
“I have worked night and day on these for you, my lady, I hope that they meet your requirements” He said and pulled the cloth from the table.
Underneath it the three weapons were laid out. Even in the low light of the underground forge they shone.
I admit, I think they are the finest weapons I have ever wielded; the sword has a curve to the blade and a longer handle than usual. The handle itself had a retractable strap, so that it could be carried over the shoulder, a very useful addition when you are running quickly over very rough terrain. The knife was also longer than a normal knife and had the same curve to it that the sword has, in fact it could be said that it was designed as a smaller version of the sword except that it has a small scabbard with it.
Next to them lay the bow. It looked to me to be something a king would use. The detailed workmanship was like nothing I have seen. The gold of the bow had green leaves seemingly growing up it. The weight of it surprised me; I was expecting it to be far heavier. It is the sign of fine craftsmanship that it weighed so little.
“They are exceptional” I told the blacksmith “When this war is over, you will be rewarded”
He bowed and placed the weapons into a green satchel. I placed it over my head; the colour matched my tunic which helped it blend in with our surroundings outside.
Some hours later myself and four others were out patrolling when we heard an unrecognisable sound. We all stopped and tried to figure out where it had come from. Suddenly there was what seemed to be an explosion about 100 strides from us. Then came the sound again and another explosion this time closer.
We all quickly started to run in the direction we had come, but the explosions kept coming. I cannot say who said it but as we were running someone mentioned that they had now broken the laws of war and I agreed.
Weapons like that, that can kill a number of people at once and used from a safe distance are forbidden, if they have done this then what else were they capable of doing?
As the explosions got closer you could see that they were in fact large boulders that hit the ground with such power and speed that it seemed to make the ground explode.
One hit the ground in front of us making us change our direction. Another hit so close to me that it blew me off my feet. Some smaller trees started falling around me as another boulder hit close by.
To protect myself I scrambled into a nearby hollowed out fallen tree trunk. I thought I was safe there, but mud and a small tree blocked my exit, as I sat there I could hear large objects hitting the outside of the tree. Then a larger tree crashed through the section in front of me.
If this bombardment continued my hiding place wouldn’t last long.
My only form of escape and the only way for me to survive was to use the device.
And that is exactly what I did.
Comments are always appreciated
File 2
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None, scifi/fantasy AU
Summary: Her world needs to archive her experience in another world, so they both tell of their first meeting
Author's Note: This came from a dream I had. It is a little strange I suppose, but hopefully it will be liked
Thank you for coming, could you please start by telling us what happened that first day
The Bar Tender
I was at working and I didn’t notice her walk up to the bar, what got my attention was when she reached for one of the packages of water, she looked at it as if she didn’t really know what it was, she shook it a little, then looked up at me and smiled slightly. I didn’t register that she was walking away with it until all I could see was her back. I was distracted by her, I had never seen anyone like her in my life. Her hair was golden, her clothes a strange bright, yet dark green and she was taller than anyone around her, so she definitely stood out.
As soon as I realised she was stealing the water I quickly ran through the narrow entrance to the small square bar I worked at and went after her. She really hadn’t gone far when I grabbed her wrist. She turned to me looking a little confused and more innocent than I had seen even a child look.
“You can’t just take that” I said. My boss would fire me if I just let stock get taken and I really need a job.
She just stood there and looked at me. Not showing any kind of sign that she understood me.
“You have to pay for it….” Still she looked blank, but she never looked away, except for when two enforcers came along
“Is there a problem here” One of their faceless masks said in a mechanical voice. She looked at them just as dumbfounded as she was with me, but looked them up and down.
I didn’t know anything about her or who she was, but I didn’t want her to get in trouble with the enforcers, no one needed that. “No there’s no problem”
They said nothing else and just walked away down the dark street.
She looked at me again; I still had hold of her arm. “You need to pay…. Money? Currency? Come on, my boss’ll go mad” I sighed “Money? Credit? Chit? Coin?” I asked
The last one seemed to get her attention, she lifted her head in recognition and pushed the cloak she was wearing to one side and rummaged underneath it. She moved over to the bar and placed the water package on it, then pulled out a small pouch. She rummaged in it then pulled out a coin.
She looked at me with a look that asked if it was okay, she spoke but I didn’t understand the language. She spoke again and there was one word I understood “coin”. I looked at it; it wasn’t our currency and not a currency I recognised. It looked as if it was made of pure gold. They used to use that kind of thing centuries ago, but through time and technology, coins had become something only the lowers used and they’d become less and less pure.
She looked at me, raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly. I nodded to indicate it was okay.
She watched me as I went back to the bar then she sat down on one of the stools around the bar. I put the coin in my pocket and took out enough coin of my own to pay for her drink, what she had given me was worth far more than just one drink of water and I wasn’t going to let my boss have it. I saw that the woman was having trouble figuring out how to open the package and get the water out, which I found strange, but I helped her open it.
She watched me work for about an hour and a half, through the after work rush. I saw her looking around taking in the people and surroundings.
As the amount of people started to thin out she stood, reminding me of her height, smiled at me and walked away.
The Warrior
I ran as fast as I could to get away from the advancing enemy. I had no weapons and was trying to find one on the way. As I reached a large fallen tree I found a bow and a couple of arrows. I climbed on top of the tree trunk and could see the enemy advancing through the dense forest.
I readied the bow, but found that it was damaged, it snapped as I pulled it to full stretch. As the enemy got closer and closer, I heard voices behind me and turned to see my friends and fellow fighters.
I jumped down from the huge tree trunk and joined them.
It didn’t take long to rid us of the enemy forces that were approaching. When we had we quickly and as quietly as possible returned to one of our hide outs. Being so far from home we had to find safe havens.
The closest one to us was hidden in a dark corner surrounded by trees so tall you wondered if anyone had ever seen the top of them. The entrance was behind a large tree root bundle, we called it the warren. Inside we made our way down a number of tunnels, making sure we went down the correct ones and not down any of the many decoy’s we had made which ended up in one or two dangerous destinations.
After being stuck earlier without any weapons and the one that I did managed to find being damaged, I made my way to the armoury. I was greeted and asked the normal pleasantries, but was in no mood for it. I immediately let out my anger on the blacksmith. He bowed and apologised.
“I will make it up to you” He said
“You will. You will make me a sword, a knife and a bow. It will be your finest work, equal to no other” I demanded
I rested for some days after that attack. By the time we had found the enemy again, my weapons were ready.
The blacksmith ushered me into the forge and to a table that was covered with a gold cloth.
“I have worked night and day on these for you, my lady, I hope that they meet your requirements” He said and pulled the cloth from the table.
Underneath it the three weapons were laid out. Even in the low light of the underground forge they shone.
I admit, I think they are the finest weapons I have ever wielded; the sword has a curve to the blade and a longer handle than usual. The handle itself had a retractable strap, so that it could be carried over the shoulder, a very useful addition when you are running quickly over very rough terrain. The knife was also longer than a normal knife and had the same curve to it that the sword has, in fact it could be said that it was designed as a smaller version of the sword except that it has a small scabbard with it.
Next to them lay the bow. It looked to me to be something a king would use. The detailed workmanship was like nothing I have seen. The gold of the bow had green leaves seemingly growing up it. The weight of it surprised me; I was expecting it to be far heavier. It is the sign of fine craftsmanship that it weighed so little.
“They are exceptional” I told the blacksmith “When this war is over, you will be rewarded”
He bowed and placed the weapons into a green satchel. I placed it over my head; the colour matched my tunic which helped it blend in with our surroundings outside.
Some hours later myself and four others were out patrolling when we heard an unrecognisable sound. We all stopped and tried to figure out where it had come from. Suddenly there was what seemed to be an explosion about 100 strides from us. Then came the sound again and another explosion this time closer.
We all quickly started to run in the direction we had come, but the explosions kept coming. I cannot say who said it but as we were running someone mentioned that they had now broken the laws of war and I agreed.
Weapons like that, that can kill a number of people at once and used from a safe distance are forbidden, if they have done this then what else were they capable of doing?
As the explosions got closer you could see that they were in fact large boulders that hit the ground with such power and speed that it seemed to make the ground explode.
One hit the ground in front of us making us change our direction. Another hit so close to me that it blew me off my feet. Some smaller trees started falling around me as another boulder hit close by.
To protect myself I scrambled into a nearby hollowed out fallen tree trunk. I thought I was safe there, but mud and a small tree blocked my exit, as I sat there I could hear large objects hitting the outside of the tree. Then a larger tree crashed through the section in front of me.
If this bombardment continued my hiding place wouldn’t last long.
My only form of escape and the only way for me to survive was to use the device.
And that is exactly what I did.
Comments are always appreciated
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