Kent/Feldspar
Dec. 13th, 2024 07:37 pm"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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Date: 2025-03-31 01:25 am (UTC)He's so tired and he loves them so much.
He crawls back into bed.
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Date: 2025-03-31 01:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-03-31 01:50 am (UTC)"How did any of your partners keep up with you?" he murmurs happily, placing a kiss on their jaw without pushing any farther. God forbid he starts something he's not ready to finish!
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Date: 2025-03-31 02:06 am (UTC)Feldspar is true to their word and falls asleep almost immediately, but they hold onto Kent tightly.
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Date: 2025-03-31 02:07 am (UTC)He's been relying on Lapis to wake him for so many days now that it's almost become a habit.
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Date: 2025-03-31 02:18 am (UTC)“Kent, are you awake?”
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Date: 2025-03-31 02:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-03-31 02:42 am (UTC)Feldspar sighs and pulls themselves up, leaning down to smooth down Kent’s wild hair. “Do you want me to get breakfast? It’s the least I could do after wearing you out last night.”
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Date: 2025-03-31 02:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-03-31 02:55 am (UTC)They wash up quickly in the nearby basin of cold water and dress, stuffing their cap onto their head and kissing Kent on the head. “I’ll be back soon. Don’t miss me too much.”
With a whistle they head out to Gneiss’ cabin to fetch the little one, finding them both outside, Gneiss bouncing Lapis on their knee as they sing a lullaby. It’s a nice little sight - clearly Lapis didn’t suffer from being away from Kent for a night.
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Date: 2025-03-31 02:58 am (UTC)Kent opens the door to let the fresh air inside and whistles a bit, already feeling much more awake as he sweeps the porch.
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Date: 2025-04-01 12:56 am (UTC)“Oop, there’s your dad!” Feldspar grins, watching Lapis’s four eyes widen and their little limbs start to flail excitedly. “We’re baaaaaaack!”
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Date: 2025-04-01 01:17 am (UTC)He holds his arms out for Lapis.
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Date: 2025-04-01 02:07 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2025-04-01 02:19 am (UTC)They grin lopsidedly and walk into the kitchen to happily pick at the delicious-looking breakfast.
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Date: 2025-04-01 02:45 am (UTC)"How is it?" he asks both of his loves.
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Date: 2025-04-01 12:59 pm (UTC)They stick out their tongue and pop a piece of fish into their mouth, then quickly offers Lapis a tiny bite to appease them before they start crying.
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Date: 2025-04-01 01:12 pm (UTC)Kent snickers. "They have their own food," he assures Feldspar and finds their bowl and spoon.
"You better eat, though. Slate will kill you himself if you're late."
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Date: 2025-04-01 03:52 pm (UTC)“Yeah, yeah. I ain’t afraid of Slate. They’re just anxious because we’re testing out the new retro rockets.”
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Date: 2025-04-01 03:59 pm (UTC)"Hmm," Kent grumbles. "Well, the math checks out, so I won't complain too much."
He taps Lapis' little mouth and feeds them more. "I'm working with Hornfels this afternoon for a bit. I think some of the elders were having the newest clutch together at the bonfire tonight, so Lapis can go with them."
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Date: 2025-04-01 04:46 pm (UTC)“Mm? Oh. Right. The bonfire.” They nod, a little distractedly. “Yeah, that’ll be good for them. Gneiss was asking when they can see them next, so I’m sure it was their idea to begin with.”
They pause, picking up a saucer to sip at their tea. “What’re you working on with Fels?”
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Date: 2025-04-01 04:47 pm (UTC)"A way to put the soundscope on the ship," he explains. "Slate thinks it's useless, but I know it will help."
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