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"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.

Date: 2025-11-25 03:57 pm (UTC)
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They pull their clothes on slowly, watching Kent pull on his shirt with a lecherous smile. “Yeah, I’m ready. Let’s go find Slate and Hornfels and get this power thing situated.”

Date: 2025-11-25 06:25 pm (UTC)
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“It’s the river,” Hornfels will say, pulling out the diagrams they’ve carefully drawn up with slate. “Light powers the sails on this thing, natural and artificial, but the power comes from the water. Ingenious, actually.”

Slate nods from somewhere behind Hornfels, lying on the floor with two large cables over their head. They look like they’re considering how to reattach them.

“That dam before it broke generated enough backup power to last us a while, but we’ll want to hook everything back up as soon as possible,” they add, a little bolt of electricity passing through the cables and into one of their fingers. They hiss and suck it into their mouth.

“Marl, Tuff, and Gossan have been taking the lead on the construction there,” Hornfels continues to explain. “We’re chopping down a lot of the trees to get it done.”

“What about the ruins?” Feldspar asks, adding to the conversation like they used to once upon a time. “All that debris is just floating around, we’d just need to salvage what we can and dry it out.” Hornfels smiles and they can see Slate’s mouth lift from where they’re laying.

“Unstable.”

It comes from behind them, a practical but warm voice. Feldspar turns to find Gossan, Esker right behind them with some tools in their hand, both of them looking surprised but pleased.

“Yeah, it’s all too old,” Esker nods, and knees down beside Slate to offer them a soldering iron. “It’d be fine for our buildings and ramps, but we can’t rely on it for the dam.”

Date: 2025-11-26 05:00 am (UTC)
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“What’re the chances that the other systems will fail?” Feldspar asks.

“Feldspar,” Slate snorts, “asking about the chances of things. Never thought I’d live to see the day.”

“Yeah, well,” they say, rubbing at the back of their head, “I’ve got a hatchling’s heart to protect.”

Date: 2025-11-26 06:21 pm (UTC)
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“Put a jetpack on me an’ Gossan and we can string them up without the risk,” they tell Kent. “But we’ve gotta find the power supply to the…uh.”

They pause, noticing the wide eyes of the others around them.

“Look, I’ll level with you all. The inhabitants of this ship upload their…I dunno, consciousnesses I guess, into a simulation of their home world. There are still people living inside of it.”

Date: 2025-11-27 01:13 pm (UTC)
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“It was worse on Giant’s Deep,” they remind him, ready for the frown that’s sure to follow. “But it’s worth the risk if it means you and Slate won’t get electrocuted.”

“And it might work,” Gossan adds quietly. Feldspar gives them a grateful nod; Gossan always was the voice of reason. It lends a little more weight to their argument.

“It doesn’t have to be just the jet packs. We can station ourselves along either side, and maybe on one of the sturdier ruins or the canyon,” Hornfels says quietly. “It’d be worth knowing where this simulation is being housed though.”

Date: 2025-11-27 10:08 pm (UTC)
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“You can leave that part to Slate and I,” Hornfels says. “All these little secrets, how intriguing.”

“We can get Riebeck and Chert on it too. They’re resourceful,” Esker adds. “Riebeck is already looking through all the artifacts and slides, and Chert’s been making charts of the ship.”

Date: 2025-11-27 11:12 pm (UTC)
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Feldspar returns the look with one of their own: annoyed, slightly proud.

“Take Gabbro,” Gossan tells them, using that tone of voice that definitely says ‘this is not an option, you will do as I say’.

“There’s a projection room a little ways up the path. Can you bring what you find there?” Hornfels asks, obviously eager to learn more.

Date: 2025-11-27 11:24 pm (UTC)
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Lapis gives them a look that tells Feldspar that’s exactly what they were going to do, but they nod their head. “I will, dad, promise.”

“And watch for the currents,” Feldspar adds quickly. They suck in their breath, aware that everyone’s eyes on them. That caution, again. “You’ll smash to pieces against those rocks.”

Date: 2025-11-27 11:59 pm (UTC)
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Feldspar steps closer to Kent and leans their face in to rest their nose against his cheek. Slate, Esker and Hornfels all suddenly make themselves look busy, and Feldspar smirks softly.

“I know. They’re not really a hatchling anymore, are they?”

Date: 2025-11-28 12:51 am (UTC)
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“They did all this morning,” they tell him, lifting their chin to kiss him briefly on his lower lip. “It was…it was real nice to have that again.”

Date: 2025-11-28 01:01 am (UTC)
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“Yeah, I don’t care.” They grin and reach for Kent’s hips to pull him closer. “They can leave if they want. They’ve had you all to themselves for 7 years, it’s my turn.”

And maybe that’s cooing over their hatchling, or maybe it’s being disgustingly flirty with him.

“I should let you work a bit. I’ll find Gossan and see if we located the main information hub.”

Date: 2025-11-28 01:20 am (UTC)
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Feldspar sneaks out when Kent’s immersed in his work with Slate and Hornfels, doing their own walk about to have a real look around. Along the way they find Marl,Hal and Tuff, and they listen with wonder at the story of Tuff’s lost ear, Hal’s translator, and Marl’s tussle with the big tree.

They stick around to help them a bit with the dam, though thankfully they’re able to rest a bit when their energy flags. They creep back to their room and fall into the bed.

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