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Characters: AU Ψiioniic & AU Handmaid
Setting: starfield floor
Format: Prose
Summary: Were they cheated of a relationship when English coopted the Handmaid? The world may never know, but at least they can find out now.
Warnings: None.

Sometimes, he wondered if it was morbid that he enjoyed spending so much time on the starfield floor. It should have been a reminder of his slavery, his torture.

Instead it was bizarrely comforting. It was the best part of his time on the ship - he'd always loved the feeling of being able to see forever that came with being part of the ship. Sometimes he thought it was the only thing that had allowed him to maintain some shred of his sanity.

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[entropied]

She shrugs, sneaking a glance at him again. "They remind me of home," she mutters. Even if his attempts are awkward and forced, no one has tried this hard to talk to her before. It's odd.

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"Aaaand that'th a bad thing?" he hazards a guess. It certainly seems to be. He thought he'd hated his life before coming to the tower, but she seemed to be one-upping him.

That was pretty scary if it was founded, actually. If it was unfounded and she was just emo, then it was lame. He kind of really hoped it was the latter, because he wouldn't wish his life on anybody, let alone a worse one.

[entropied]

"Of course it's a bad thing," she snaps. Sure, she's disdainful towards pretty much everything, but Alternia and her "masters" certainly take the cake. And out of anyone, the Psiioniic shouldn't be surprised. "I'm sure it won't be difficult for you to come up with a few reasons why. I have no idea why you seem so happy being reminded of it."

Hey, look, he's actually gotten her to talk! Or irritated her enough to rant. Same thing, right?