Protective Streak
10 Apr 2011 Leave a Comment
in Drabble, Star Voyage, Team Omicron Tags: Alexander, Christopher, Kit
Chris stepped forward as the captain’s hands clenched into fists. “Captain,” he said. “I’m Christopher Rathmoor. Alex is my partner.”
Kit bit his lip and nodded. “You’re here to protect him,” he said. When Chris nodded, Kit looked at Alex. “I’ll thank you to stay out of my head, Alex.”
“I’ll do my best,” Alex said. He blinked and tilted his head. “You – you didn’t want me here because of that,” he added. “I can’t read your thoughts, Captain Locksley. I can only read your emotions and make educated guesses based on those.”
“Fair enough,” Kit said, nodding. “Fair enough.”
What You’re Feeling
09 Apr 2011 Leave a Comment
in Drabble, Star Voyage, Team Omicron Tags: Alexander, Kit
Alex frowned as he came into the room. He looked at the captain. Kit Locksley was a complicated man. He could sense a deep, abiding sadness in the background of his emotions. The captain was mourning a great loss. He could sense curiosity and a bit of frustration, as well as stubborn pride.
“So,” he said, looking at Alex. His gaze moved over the young man and he arched an eyebrow. “You’re a sensitive? You’ll be handling negotiations with any locals we meet?”
Alex nodded. “You didn’t want me here,” he said. “They made you accept me into the crew.”
Space chanson
20 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
in Mini-story, Star Voyage, Team Omicron Tags: Alexander, Christopher
Alex leaned his chin on his hands and stared out through the port hole. He could sense Chris stepping up behind him. He could feel waves of concern coming off his handler as if they were a physical thing. He closed his eyes and sighed softly. “I’m fine,” he said, his voice soft.
“You’ve been quiet lately, Alex,” Chris said. He set his hands on Alex’s shoulders and rubbed them gently. “Do you miss home?”
Shaking his head, Alex said, “This is my duty: to go where the Mediator Corps sends me. I… don’t remember having a home, not like what you mean when you say the word.” He glanced over his shoulder at Chris. “Does that make sense to you?”
“Yeah,” Chris said. His brows furrowed. “You’ve never had a place where you felt comfortable – where you could just relax. Why, though?”
“I started training to be a sensitive when I was ten,” Alex said. He shrugged and dropped his gaze. “Before that, I lived in an orphanage. I don’t remember my parents.”
“So,” Chris said, “if you aren’t homesick, why are you so quiet?”
“This is my first time being in space,” Alex said. He smiled and looked out at the stars. “They have a sort of… music – a resonance. I was just… listening to it, I suppose.”
Nodding, Chris said, “It must seem a great deal quieter here: fewer souls for you to read the emotions of, after all.”
Nodding, Alex smiled. “I like it, actually,” he said, looking up at him. “I can feel the resonance from space and… I can feel your emotions more keenly. It’s nice.” He closed his eyes and let the waves of embarrassment mixed with amusement wash over him. He chuckled softly, then he turned back to the window, to watch the stars drift by.
Every time you go away you take a piece of meat with you
06 Jul 2010 Leave a Comment
in Mini-story, Star Voyage, Team Omicron Tags: Alexander, Carlisle, Ryan, Schuyler
Ryan frowned. Schuyler didn’t look like the type to eat so much. “Who’s all that for?” he said, shaking his head and pointing at the plate of food.
Schuyler looked around, seeming a bit uncomfortable. “What makes you ask that?” he asked, adopting the aire of an offended noble.
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Ryan said, “You’ve been up to the buffet four times and you don’t look like you can pack the food away like that.”
“It’s also quite a bit of meat,” Alexander pointed out, nodding. His eyes seemed to twinkle with mischief as he asked, “Got a wooden leg?”
“It’s… for Carlisle,” he said, nodding at the bird that was perched on the back of his chair. It’s dark eyes flashed like glass beads at the mention of its name. “He’s rather hungry.”
“He doesn’t look like he can put that much meat away either,” Ryan said. Was there more to Carlisle than met the eye? He might have asked. However, Schuyler chose that moment to hurry away, back to his own table.
“What a weird guy,” Ryan murmured.
wonder cannot be understood from the inside
20 Jun 2010 Leave a Comment
in Mini-story, Star Voyage, Team Omicron Tags: Alexander, Kit
Kit watched Alexander with interest. He’d never seen anyone stare at anything with such wide-eyed wonder.
Perhaps, serving on the Lady Luck had made him jaded. He looked at what was happening and saw it as normal. This was what was supposed to happen. This was how the ship was supposed to work!
Alexander, though, stared with such awe that it made Kit look at it again – more closely. He frowned for a moment, trying to see it from Alexander’s point of view. He couldn’t seem to manage it. To him, it was simply what was supposed happen when the ship enters slip space.
