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Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
*The flight out of Obichen had been long, hours long; Samus may have had passenger seats installed, but neither she nor her diplomatic associate could do anything about the traffic ( Read more... ) -
We Have the Technology...
((First off, I'm very sorry about the wait on this. "A few days" turned into a few months. Between computer problems and a crazy fluctuating work schedule... excuses, apologies ( Read more... ) -
...All Alone in the Night...
*A gleaming golden speck in the vast night of a system with few planets, Samus' ship glides through silent space, its destination visible ahead as a tiny point of light which, for all their speed, has grown in only the tiniest increments. From a pinpoint it grew to a scintillating pearl, and from there to a globe at the heart of a shining spider- ( Read more... ) -
Drabble Meme
Pick one (or two). I'll do my best to write Samus in a situation as befits your demands. Just remember--I get to ask you for as many as you request of me.
As seen on lord_it_over and vicioussweetie1. Playful ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
*Samus stood, arms folded as she stared through the containment field at their prisoner. She had to fight not to smile. He believed he had nearly escaped, believed he had called in reinforcements using one of the Pirates' encryptions. Instead, the plan had worked, and he had given them much of the information they wanted without ever realizing he ( Read more... ) -
Once More Into the Breach
*When next Ali checks such things in Samus' era, she has a call waiting, with a "Fleet Command" tag blinking bright.* -
That Old Familiar Itch
*Samus stretched, gradually rousing out of her meditative trance. The fragrant grasses around her were as pleasant as the day she'd arrived, but today they provided an inexplicable note of dissatisfaction. Her meditation hadn't been quite as satisfying today, either. Some internal pressure had kept her from the deeper trance she sought ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
*The transformation was miraculous, to one who had seen it a wind-blasted desert just a couple years before; the Agon Plains were verdant once again, and Samus had been spending much of her time lately simply walking among the waist-high grasses and the sweet-scented wind, letting the horrors of the last mission fade. The Luminoth had given her the ( Read more... ) -
Coda
*It was over. Phaaze was destroyed, her dark twin was dead (okay, she'd said that before), and if the little med-scanner in her new ship could be believed, the contamination in her body was gone. Certainly, she didn't feel any of the malaise that had accompanied her infestation, nor did she hear the discordant music that had followed her since ( Read more... ) -
Elation or Madness?
*The sound that heralded Samus' message was a laugh, high and a trifle manic, as her ship climbed into orbit.*
Put on your best armor! Strap on your best weapons! Get your phazon--hell, swim in a lake of the stuff! I'll still kill you!
*She laughed again, before remembering she had turned the comm on. Clearing her throat, her tone dropped closer ( Read more... )