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openmisc2024-12-13 07:37 pm
videointhenoise) wrote in openmisc2024-12-13 07:37 pm
Kent/Feldspar
"Just once more," they had said when Ellie's team petitioned for it. She was busy with Palmer, falling in love with science while he fell in love with God, and Kent was left to pick up the pieces. He wanted another damn go at it. The Machine had a pricetag in the billions; it was begging to be used again.
But they wouldn't let Ellie go. They wouldn't let just anyone go. They wanted someone who knew how it worked, who had been there from the beginning, but someone who isn't completely taken in by Ellie's words.
That leads them to a dozen people and they end up with Kent. He's blind, but that's not what decides it. They claim that he wouldn't hallucinate the way Ellie did. That he has a unique perspective.
And, he's already proven himself steady and loyal.
He experiences it all the way that Ellie does, but something goes wrong on the other end. Maybe another terrorist attack. Maybe not. All he knows is that he's in the sphere and then, suddenly, he's floating, unable to find his footing until a great crash and he slams into the bottom of the machine.
He groans, pulling his helmet on with a grunt and a wince.
"Fuck this," he mutters, finding the edge of the sphere with his hands. There was a door there somewhere. He just - has to find it.
But they wouldn't let Ellie go. They wouldn't let just anyone go. They wanted someone who knew how it worked, who had been there from the beginning, but someone who isn't completely taken in by Ellie's words.
That leads them to a dozen people and they end up with Kent. He's blind, but that's not what decides it. They claim that he wouldn't hallucinate the way Ellie did. That he has a unique perspective.
And, he's already proven himself steady and loyal.
He experiences it all the way that Ellie does, but something goes wrong on the other end. Maybe another terrorist attack. Maybe not. All he knows is that he's in the sphere and then, suddenly, he's floating, unable to find his footing until a great crash and he slams into the bottom of the machine.
He groans, pulling his helmet on with a grunt and a wince.
"Fuck this," he mutters, finding the edge of the sphere with his hands. There was a door there somewhere. He just - has to find it.
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"They are people," Kent confirms gently. "And we're going to treat them like that. They're no different than us and they were here first. Your friend included."
He feels Lapis' hand squeeze his own. "It's alright, pebble."
And he pulls them close in an embrace.
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“You’ve got to tell your dad about them, Lapis,” Feldspar urges gently. “About the one in the tower.”
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"It's the opposite of a tower," he tells his Mapa with a frown.
Kent sighs. "Semantics, kiddo."
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Kent groans.
"I'm going to eat. You two can fight."
But Lapis grins and sits back instead, telling their father about the Prisoner instead. About what they did and how they did it. What happened to them after.
Kent just - sighs after. "God...what a fucking nightmare."
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“It’s torture, is what that is,” Feldspar mutters. They’re honestly surprised they still had any semblance of themselves after being left to rot for hundreds of thousands of years.
“But we’re clever,” they quickly add. “We’ll find a way for our hatchling and this prisoner to spend more time together.”
The practicality of it is a hard thing to swallow; Lapis would have to spent more time asleep than awake. But love is love, isn’t it?
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Kent nods. "Of course. You deserve this, Lapis," he assures them. "You deserve to slow down a while and enjoy yourself. And they deserve to make choices for themselves."
Lapis nods. "That's what I told them, too."
Well. "told."