geonomy: (☆ dreaming about what we could be)
clay тerran | ѕpace nerd ([personal profile] geonomy) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet 2015-10-27 05:46 am (UTC)

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[The end of the hall. Clay rocks on his feet from all the weight he's carrying and how damn exhausted he is. The door is right there. It's shut, and a large LOCKED sign hangs above the door.

Clay twists his body so that he can just barely hold out his left hand, arm still keeping the capsule tucked safely under it. He can't drop any of it. He isn't sure if he can take having to pick up anything else, and his mind is only focused on get out get out GET]


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[Outside the door, in the lounge, it's dark, Clay drops Starbuck to the floor as he falls for - ]

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[He lies on his back breathing heavily just trying to catch his breath the capsule is safe they're all safe]

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[darkness

a glint of light

no

a lighter

the glint of glasses behind them]


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