Cirno
Sleepwalking Fairy
24/4/2013 - I read too much fanfiction, and this is my release valve. Suffer mecha drabble. Edited with feedback from @Ninva.
She waits in a cocoon in a cocoon. The visual feed is dark. Ears covered, Rin listens to the steady thrum of her blood. Beyond that, there is only the electronic whirring of her Valga. She waits. Blue light blossoms on the screen. The controls are responding to her touch before the static clears and resolves into the countdown. She tightens her grip, stretching for the surface. Rumbling overtakes everything.
Something slams into her--missiles--before she's clear. Her vision goes infrared as moon dust sloughs off her armoured form into a shimmering, billowing cloak. She shreds it with her return salvo.
She waits in a cocoon in a cocoon. The visual feed is dark. Ears covered, Rin listens to the steady thrum of her blood. Beyond that, there is only the electronic whirring of her Valga. She waits. Blue light blossoms on the screen. The controls are responding to her touch before the static clears and resolves into the countdown. She tightens her grip, stretching for the surface. Rumbling overtakes everything.
Something slams into her--missiles--before she's clear. Her vision goes infrared as moon dust sloughs off her armoured form into a shimmering, billowing cloak. She shreds it with her return salvo.
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