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kawuliI am FINISHED with my TERRIBLE workshop and I need to occupy my brain, so, ASK ME STUFF!
- FIRST — the first two sentences of my current project
- LAST — the most recently written two sentences of my current project
- NEXT — the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I’m on and write a new one, which you’ll get.
- [insert prompt here] — you post a prompt, and i’ll write three sentences based on that prompt, set in the same time/setting as my current project
- THE END — i’ll make up an ending, or post the ending if i’ve written it
- BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project
- POV — something that’s already happened, retold from another character’s perspective
"Current project" is a bit ambiguous, so I'll pick things at random or you can specify:
--D9/D6 rebellion pre-QQ
--Victors rebellion pre-QQ
--The Sentient Octopus AU
--Hogwarts
--Leverage Victors!AU
--Random unposted one-shots
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Date: 2016-04-01 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-04-01 05:38 pm (UTC)The next time they fight, Rokia rides the adrenaline that’s still flashing through her after she showers, all the way out to the lab. The girls give her funny looks, but they’re most of them tired enough not to care, and Sara gets it anyway.
She knows she’s a little giddy when she gets in, cheeks red from the cold and body thrumming from the success of having driven a scouting pair into a concealed trap. They’re swimming around the glassed-off area now, reaching out tentacles to press against the glass. Rokia can see them on the ever-growing collection of monitors spread through the lab, from where Eibhlin is talking to Lumina, gesticulating wildly as her voice rises, to the far corner where Beetee is monitoring what Rokia’s guessing is electrical output from the trapped pair. Wiress isn’t watching the monitors, she’s working on one of the ROVs, adjusting something with a screwdriver in the innards. Eibhlin is intimidating even if Lumina is friendly, and Beetee looks occupied, so Rokia goes over to Wiress.
“Hey,” she calls when she gets close, since the one trait all four of them share is the ability to ignore absolutely everything when they’re working.
Wiress looks up and grins. “Hi, Rokia,” she says, flipping the screwdriver over her fingers. “You guys were great out there!”
Rokia returns the smile. “It went well, huh,” she says, moving closer. “Much damage?” she asks, waving toward the drone.
“No,” Wiress says, glances over towards Eibhlin and Lumina. “We’re just upgrading the cameras.” She looks back at her work, brows furrowed.
“What is it?” Rokia asks, and Wiress sets down her tools and turns to face Rokia.
“Eibhlin and Lumina think they’re communicating with each other.”
Rokia blinks. “Really?”
Wiress nods.
“How? They don’t make any noise at all,”
Wiress looks worried. “Come on,” she says, “You better let Eibhlin explain.”
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Date: 2016-04-01 05:40 pm (UTC)omgggggggg I know I say this about every project but I REALLY WANT MORE OF THIS PLEASE and omg it's staaaaaarting
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Date: 2016-04-01 07:41 pm (UTC)I forgot how fun this one is :) I will have to poke at it some more...
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Date: 2016-04-02 05:10 pm (UTC)Valid
“You better let Eibhlin explain.”
Oh boy!
MORE PLS
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Date: 2016-04-02 07:21 am (UTC)Sara meets Rokia for the first time
Date: 2016-04-02 08:11 pm (UTC)Sal told Matt the same thing when he asked, so now Sara is following him out past the schoolyard fence and toward the industrial part of town, the areas Mom won't let Sara go by herself. It's not far, and she chats with Matt about moving across the street to the Secondary School, about teachers and students and friends and pretty soon they're there.
And there's a kid, tiny and dark, with short hair curling around her ears, sitting on top of the hovercraft parked in the middle of the shop. She looks up when they come in, grins at Matt and stands up, slides down the nose of the craft and drops down in front of them.
"Hi, Matt," she says, sliding a screwdriver into her back pocket. "How's Secondary?"
Matt reaches out and tousles her hair and the kid pulls away, trying to scowl, but she's laughing so it isn't very effective. "An hour longer than Elementary," Matt says, "just long enough for you to steal the fun jobs."
The girl grins. "Damn straight," she says, "I'm pulling the access panel now, we gotta fix the hydraulics for the takeoff fans."
"So what'd you leave for me?" Matt asks.
"There's a short somewhere in the central ring," she says. "First quadrant isn't firing."
Matt rolls his eyes. "So Sal wants us to crawl around checking connections?"
"No, Sal wants you to crawl around checking connections," the kid says, grinning. "I'm busy."
She pauses, looks over at Sara. Her smile stays put, but her eyes narrow. "You're the new girl?"
Sara raises an eyebrow. "Guess so," she says. "I'm Sara."
"Rokia," the girl says, sticking out her hand to shake.
"How old are you?" Sara asks, because she can't quit wondering.
"Almost ten," Rokia says, defensive, "but I've been working here as long as Matt."
Sara glances over at Matt, who laughs. "Yup, she'd just gotten here when I started."
That was almost 2 years ago, late winter when Matt had started showing up at school without lunches, when he'd snuck into her house at night because his parents couldn't pay their heating bill. This kid's been working here since she was eight years old? There's got to be a story there. But from the defensive look on Rokia's face, it's not one she's going to get today.
"Okay," Sara says, shrugging. "So, somebody show me what to do."
Matt and Rokia trade a glance. "Come with me," Matt says, "you can tell me when I've found the short."
RE: Sara meets Rokia for the first time
Date: 2016-04-03 02:27 am (UTC)RE: Sara meets Rokia for the first time
Date: 2016-04-03 02:23 pm (UTC)RE: Sara meets Rokia for the first time
Date: 2016-04-03 02:03 pm (UTC)RE: Sara meets Rokia for the first time
Date: 2016-04-03 02:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-04-02 05:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-04-02 08:15 pm (UTC)Beetee nods, reaches out, shakes the man’s hand. This is probably as long an interruption in audio signal as they should risk, given everything. Joe seems to understand, reaches up to close the window. Beetee turns the dial on his watch, switches off the jamming signal, and watches Joe head back to the crew compartment. Counts three minutes in his head before heading towards the common area to check on Eibhlin.
And since I think you've already seen that bit, here's a bonus scene from the non-victors pre-QQ one:
As it turns out, there’s a cargo train heading out of the Capitol for Eight a couple hours after the Arena is set to blow, and Sara’s pretty sure that’s no kinda coincidence. Why nobody’d already figured it was worth trying to slip Rokia out somehow is another question, and one she intends on bringing up—but not just yet. She checks the crew list, doesn’t know for sure they’re rebels, but Myriam is on that train, and Sara remembers her from her first year, a firecracker who’d almost gotten them in trouble for loitering by the loading docks in Ten. So it’s a good bet that if Myriam’s on that crew they’re not loyalists.
Now she just has to figure out how to pass the message. She thinks for a while, then picks up the radio and calls the Capitol barracks.
“Yeah,” Joe answers, clipped.
“Joe, it’s Sara,” she says, and they’ve made a habit of being friendly when they see each other, so stuff like this can slide under the radar as much as possible.
“What do you need, Sara?” He’s wary, and Sara knows he’s figuring she’s pissed off about Rokia. And she is, but it’s no use blowing up now, everything’s balanced on a knife edge and this is way too important.
She takes a deep breath. “My buddy Matt really likes that fancy Capitol coffee,” she says. Pauses. “And a friend of mine, Myriam, she’s gonna be heading out a couple days from now. Eight then Six, and I’m thinkin’ she won’t mind taking some along.”
Joe’s silent for a long moment. “You know I’m not supposed to do that,” he says.
Now Sara’s anger flares, because like she gives a fuck what he’s supposed to do. “Just a half-kilo,” she says, trying to keep from letting the anger seep into her voice. “Don’t think anybody’ll mind that.”
Joe sighs. Sara holds her breath. He knows what she’s talking about. If it’d really been coffee he’d’ve laughed and said just so long as it’s for personal use only, or just this once, or made fun of her for having expensive tastes. He knows what she’s asking.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he says, finally.
“Thanks,” Sara grits out. “Matt’ll be pissed otherwise.” And that, right there, is the truth. Matt doesn’t know about any of this, he’s got two kids and it’s too dangerous, but if he knew these guys were screwing with Rokia he’d be right there with Sara taking them to task.
Joe huffs. “Alright,” he says, “10-4” and the line cuts out.