nothingtoregret: Spiky-haired AI woman with a painted face. (Default)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Summary: Earlier events lead to words between Janura and (to a much lesser degree) Yirien.

"What the *hell* did you think you were doing?!" )
nothingtoregret: Spiky-haired AI woman with a painted face. (Default)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 664
Summary: In a squad where almost everybody hates everybody else, sometimes 'accidents' will happen...
Notes: Partially based on a Malt Shoppe LJ prompt: He'd never realized that, deep down inside, what he really wanted to do was make things go splat. -- Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man

Suspended fifty feet up the warehouse wall, Yirien's mesh cage was not a perch for the faint-hearted. Although she'd never admit it, Aralelle's stomach did flip-flops every time she glanced down. )

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