Palia Fic: Tungsten
Dec. 28th, 2024 04:04 amNotes: For macrocest winter bingo card, prompt: library sex
Here’s the thing: Alara Kitan is not in love with her sister.
“Hosting the Halloween party for us is a great start, but… girl, you know it’s not that simple.”
He doesn’t ask who Amanda is, even when Charly asks for his hand and says that this is for her. Biologicals and their indecipherable attachments to one another, he thinks, silly biologicals and their desire and their passion for anything beyond efficiency. He doesn’t ask who Amanda is—he doesn’t care, it doesn’t matter. They have a weapon that can wipe out his kind and they’re going to use it if there isn’t a way to coexist—-and there isn’t a way to coexist.
( Read more... )"Are you sure?" Solana asks, her fingers tapping with an impatient disharmony on the table. "I've heard that we--"
"That Xeleyans feel the effects harder?" Alara offers for her, before she can finish her sentence. She moves to the matter replicator and gives a soft lulling order: "One cannabis edible, 50 miligrams in chocolate ice cream."
( Read more... )Solana’s hair is golden underneath the light of Xeleyah. She is radiant. Alara has missed her. Oh, how Alara has missed her.