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Weight of the World [Nexus, Ali, Kara]
*The salle to which Samus brought Kara once before hasn't changed since the last time, except in the repair of the broken rack and practice-weapons. Samus lounges on one of the benches, stretching, an oilcan-sized canister made of ceramics and dense metals sitting next to her. Ali occupies another nearby bench, drawing.* -
Her Day In Court [Narrative]
The petitioner will rise.
*In the chambers of the Capresi Cluster Regional Grand High Court, housed in Hoshino Station, bounty hunter Samus Aran stood. At her back, the gallery was packed with representatives of virtually every media outlet active in Federation space, and the few who could lay claim to the remaining seats--even the local GalNet ( Read more... ) -
Old Habits [Nexus, Kara, Ali]
*There are places in the Nexus that become familiar, if one visits them often enough, and the routes to those places become familiar too. Threading a path through the insane architecture of the place, Samus leads the way to a large, airy room. A row of windows line one of the walls near the ceiling, golden light slanting into the room from stars- ( Read more... ) -
Hazmat Protocols [Tida, Nexus]
*Samus makes her way through the Nexus, wheeling a handcart on which rests a gleaming metal-and-ceramic cylinder. Roughly the size of a fifty-five gallon drum, it emits the quiet hum residents of Earth might associate with a high voltage power line. She glances often at a set of readouts and controls inset into the cylinder's top, her gaze ( Read more... ) -
See Them in the Funny Pages
*Returning from a foray to the local mart of funnybooks and heavy-breathing troglodytes with Beth, Samus finds herself with something she suspects Ali will appreciate, and pays an unannounced visit, a datapad in hand.*
*Well, unannounced until the cats catch her scent.*
Ali? Are you home? -
In space, no one can tell if it's a night you're having on the town...
*After being patched up by Dr. Phlox, and seeing the rest of the night through with Ali, Samus returned to the safe-house in Maine. She intended to take the day to decompress, and give Ali the same time. Now, as evening fell, she made her way back to her lover's home to deliver an invitation ( Read more... ) -
Film at Eleven
"...with highs in the mid-seventies and cloudy for the rest of the week. Back to you, Bill."
*The midday news droned on in the background as Samus scraped at a pot in the sink. Her last effort at a pot roast had shown progress, but she was far from satisfied with how it had come out. It was, cookbooks and cooking programs assured her, an easy ( Read more... ) -
Peace Offering
*It hadn't taken Samus long to regret her parting words and deeds. Once she had settled on the form her apology would take, however, it took some time to actually enact it. The days seemed even longer, as she refused to leave the safe-house unguarded, and thus wouldn't leave on any leg of the trip until she got back from it (moving through the ( Read more... )