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: 2025-10-08 06:14 pm (UTC)"Maybe," he agrees gently. "Why do you think they need an excuse?"
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Date: 2025-10-08 11:06 pm (UTC)Feldspar turns and swings their legs over the side of the bed, putting the little box onto Kent’s lap as they climb up to their feet. “And I know why they’re finding excuses to see me.”
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Date: 2025-10-09 12:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-10-09 01:23 am (UTC)“I’m avoiding everyone and you know it. You don’t have to dance around it.”
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Date: 2025-10-09 02:00 am (UTC)To face the people he'd left behind. Ellie, who he had betrayed for a real adventure with aliens.
He wouldn't have the courage for it, and he's asking Feldspar for more than he thinks he could give.
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Date: 2025-10-09 02:33 am (UTC)“You said they were still telling stories about me around the campfire. Going back to them - I could only disappoint them, Kent. I’m not the person they remembered.”
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Date: 2025-10-09 02:34 am (UTC)Kent toys with the little puzzle box in his lap.
"They're not the people you remember, either. And you don't need to tell stories. They've mostly been bothering Lapis about it now anyway."
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Date: 2025-10-09 08:49 pm (UTC)Feldspar trails off and then clamps their mouth shut.
“Never mind, Kent. I think I might try to go for a walk.”
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Date: 2025-10-10 12:54 am (UTC)He stands up but doesn't follow. He just slips out of his shirt. "Alright. I'll be here."
It's late and he wants to sleep. He never stopped loving or trusting Feldspar, after all.
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Date: 2025-10-10 01:26 am (UTC)Feldspar forces themselves to turn away and head to the door. “I’ll be back,” they mumble, clumsily sliding the door open to slip into the dark hallway.
The vessel is in the midst of its night cycle, and as they step out onto the bridge and hop onto the scaffolding that extends out over the river. In the distance there are a few fires still going, and the sound of a soft banjo.
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Date: 2025-10-10 01:36 am (UTC)Kent curls up in the bed, equally miserable but too heartsick to get up. He thinks he's doing the right thing. Letting them go. Not smothering them.
But Lapis has other ideas. They're away from the crowd of the fires, watching from afar. They spot movement and see Feldspar, raising a hand in greeting.
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Date: 2025-10-10 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-10-10 01:56 am (UTC)"I like watching them," they tell Feldspar and move over to make room. "I like listening to them. But sometimes it's just - too much, you know?"
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Date: 2025-10-10 02:06 am (UTC)“Yeah,” they mutter quietly. “I know.”
It was that way even before they left for that final trip.
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Date: 2025-10-10 02:39 am (UTC)Lapis has collected a few rocks in hand and skips one across the rapids.
They offer another quietly to Feldspar.
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Date: 2025-10-10 12:08 pm (UTC)They don’t try to skip it, instead opting for tossing the stone casually into the water below.
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Date: 2025-10-10 11:03 pm (UTC)Lapis watches them. "You and Dad fighting?" he wonders.
There had been times in their young hatchling life, when Feldspar and Kent would argue over something or other.
They remember that with a little worry.
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Date: 2025-10-10 11:15 pm (UTC)“No, we’re not fighting, pebble. Your dad’s just worried about me.”
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Date: 2025-10-10 11:20 pm (UTC)They lean against him with a sigh of something like relief. "Of course he is. He's been worried forever."
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Date: 2025-10-10 11:58 pm (UTC)The exhale through their nose as they listen to the banjo and soft flute in the distance, “What was it like when I was gone for you and your dad?”
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Date: 2025-10-11 12:14 am (UTC)Kent told them stories. Lapis knows that. So they try and tell Feldspar the truth.
"It was bad. He stayed at the radio for weeks. Hal and I were still going between houses, then. But we didn't go to Dad's because he never came home."
They breathe in. "And when he did, he let me and Hal sleep in the bigger bed and he stayed in mine. He didn't sleep. And when they eventually decided to have a funeral...he didn't come. He and Hornfels really got into it about that."
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Date: 2025-10-11 12:42 am (UTC)“Everyone else was more realistic about it,” they say quietly. “Your dad’s told me that he never moved on, but that doesn’t come without a price. I was gone…”
They trail off, sitting back slightly to look Lapis up and down. “Hatchling, you’ve been in the Dark Bramble a hundred times, you know how the time in there works. Or doesn’t, I guess. How many years was I gone?”
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Date: 2025-10-11 12:50 am (UTC)They don't hate Feldspar for what happened. A part of them is inside of Lapis, too, and they know it. That need to get out and explore...that's Feldspar.
But they watched their dad go through it for years, and they know exactly how long.
"Seven years," he says softly.
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Date: 2025-10-11 02:19 am (UTC)“I never thought I’d come back. I think…I must have told you that during one of those loops.”
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Date: 2025-10-11 02:23 am (UTC)"It doesn't matter," they assure them. "You're telling me now and that's more important." They nudge him gently with their shoulder. "But you didn't come back. Not really. We all went...somewhere else together."
They let out a breath. "Do you want to see something?"
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