[SYLVANNA PRICE]
Sylvanna's palm flew to her face faster than she could finish her sentence. "What did I just say Koran...." But when he waved that bright yellow fruit in front of her face she actually felt her fingers itching to grab it. A furrowed-brow scowl twists across her expression as...
aha ahahahaha aha aaaaa ahaaa i'm already nauseous
im really sorry ahead of time if i sort of delay things, i'm trying to schedule times to breathe and sleep but it ain't lookin too hot
I'll write a lil one. I didn't realize my summer semester starts up tomorrow so I weep. I don't think it should majorly affect anything, just might not have quiteeeeeeeee as much brain to put into things.
[SYLVANNA PRICE]
"Hell, we've got to move forward to go anywhere. We've spent weeks working toward this, now isn't the time to shy away from whatever is putting out an energy signature. Either we go toward it or it sneaks up on us later, whatever it is." She steps past him into the corridor...
It's meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee isn't ittttttttttttttttttttttttttt ahahahahhahahhaahhaha
Edit: I'm gonna write Meg separate after the grownups look around a lil more. Just figure she went in with everyone else.
It had been something like a year that Uquorsii had been serving as a 'culinary operations specialist' at Avian Expedition Mission Control. That's fancy speak for a run-of-the-mill linecook who spends more time scrubbing dishes than making them. All things considered, it was a good job and...
[MEG BELKIN]
Meg was a fan of Koran. He wasn't lame like some people she knew, and he treated her like a kid, but not a little kid. She let him have some leeway because of that, barely complaining when he said to stay back. Her eyes glimpsed over the mangled mounds of what used to be human...