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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: 2025-11-30 09:15 pm (UTC)
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They lean into him, nodding their head in agreement. It’s all a good start, and Lapis is the only thing that really matters.

“Yeah, I am,” they say, pulling back to brush their hands along Kent’s shoulders. “Lapis and you, that’s what matters now.”

Date: 2025-12-01 02:38 am (UTC)
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“And me,” they concede, leaning forward to brush their lips against Kent’s jaw. “Us. Our little family unit.”

Date: 2025-12-02 02:21 am (UTC)
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That’s the word Kent taught them all - family. It’s a great word, one of Feldspar’s favorites.

Feldspar leans their weight against Kent and turns their head, fitting them together as they kiss him back. They pull back and kiss his chin, his jaw, up to his ear. “I love you.”

Date: 2025-12-02 02:47 am (UTC)
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Kent doesn’t need to beg; Feldspar wants nothing more than to touch him. They lie back on the bed with him and take his face between their hands to kiss him again. They hum against his lips and slowly inch down to suck on his neck, sharp incisors scraping along his tender skin.

Date: 2025-12-03 02:43 am (UTC)
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“Is that what you want me to do now?” they tease, pushing their hand up under his shirt and raking their nails along his chest. “Trim my nails instead of this?”

Date: 2025-12-03 03:12 am (UTC)
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Especially when I’m like this,” they correct him, working on shucking Kent’s shirt off. They move over him and have a seat on his thighs. “I haven’t really gotten the chance to have a good look at you.”

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