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“What are you talking about?” Grace's fingers played quick chords as he spoke. He didn’t even look as he did it, but it did not make them any less purposeful.
“Discussing possible reasons why Tau Ceti is not infected while other stars are,” Eva replied deftly. “I would invite you to join, but we were just finishing—”
“Oh, that’s easy.” His hand twisted a knob, and the notes came out sharper. “It is infected—Petrova Line and everything.”
In Grace's opinion, dreaming about time traveling is no excuse for getting out of practice with his Eridian. To the rest of the Petrova Taskforce, it seems a bit odd that their resident Astrophage expert has suddenly taken to carrying a keyboard around and playing it whenever he speaks. Eva Stratt resolves to figure out what is going on.
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“All right, then,” she said. “Congratulations on your promotion, Dr. Grace.”
He blinked. “Promotion?”
“To the primary crew of the Hail Mary,” she clarified.
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Eva liked to think that she savored fruit these days—in a decade or two, it would likely be hard to come by, after all—but she was sure that it was nothing compared to how Grace acted. His shoulders shook with his breath as he slowly chewed the fruit piece, and his eyes flashed in the light, wet.
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I personally am of the belief that Grace and Rocky are each other's Person (tm). They are soulmates, your honor. Love need not be defined by words that try to constrict it. Read it however you like lol.
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Finally, he said, “Someone is supposed to watch him sleep, Stratt. I have to… He needs someone to watch.”Oh. That was different from what she was expecting
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She let out a small breath. “Very well. We will take this outside.”
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“Pardon?” Redell asked. “‘Where you’ve been?’ The hell is that supposed to mean?”“It’s where I’ve been,” Grace repeated unhelpfully. Eva wondered how viable an option it was to strangle her primary science specialist.
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“Oh, give me a break,” Lokken said, gesturing emphatically at the screen. “Life can’t exist there! It’s too close to its star, there’s no way—”“I told you the Goldilocks Zone was for idiots!” Grace grinned widely.
“Don’t you start!” Lokken pointed a stern finger at him.
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“So, that myth. You learn that from that alien best friend of yours?”Grace scrunched his nose. “What? Of course not, I learned that from Adrian—they grew up with those myths, still believe in ‘em.” He shook his head. “No, Rocky’s an atheist.”
Eva was exhausted.
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ryland grace is an alien from the tau ceti system and he told stratt that he needs to go home in exchange for helping with the project and that's why he was promoted so suddenly with no explanation and
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Ms. Stratt clarifies that Valeria was the one to break her out of prison. The Russian woman grins sharply at me, and says, “My little sister liked her. Who was I to leave her rotting away when she can be doing more work out here?”
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That is the sort of person that the fate of the world has been placed in: someone merciful. Someone kind. Someone who, in the face of the worst the universe has to offer, shows grace.
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“Stupid bones losing density and muscles atrophying,” he hissed as they went. “Learn to exist without gravity for a bit, you losers.”
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A sound like hissing—like air filtering rapidly through an airlock.“I am the Commander of our mission.”
Louder bangs again—more akin to thumps now—coming closer and closer and closer—
“My name is—”
New notes. They were not like the keyboard. Rather, they were like an instrument she had never heard before. Like a whale song, perhaps.
The laptop registered them anyway.
Softly, it said, “Grace.”
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The Eridian jolted, and then let out a sound so devastating it made her heart ache. Somewhere within the wail, Grace’s name played again as the alien threw himself at their commander.Grace caught him instantly, and the two flipped through the air for a moment before Rocky managed to grab onto a handhold and stop them.
“Grace, Grace, Grace!” The laptop declared.
“Oh, my God, Rocky!” Grace sobbed, wrapping his arms around the alien’s body without hesitation.
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“Not like we don’t have every soundtrack ever made onboard,” Grace said, and Yao nodded in acknowledgement. Later that afternoon, when Olesya stumbled across him working out or the like, it was to the tune of different Undertale bosses.
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“Yao, what are you up to?”“Marking our territory,” Yao replied, and she glanced at his corner of the screen to see a massive statue of a woman facing the rising sun. It was impeccably detailed.
“Huh,” she said. “Cool.”
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“Build giant Adrian,” he stated. “Big, big, big.”“Adrian is literally just about your size,” Grace said. He was still deep in the mines, filling two shulker boxes with the redstone that Rocky had demanded.
“Big because they deserve,” Rocky insisted.
“I would be honored to help you construct a giant statue of Adrian,” Yao said sagely.
“Good, good. Will help with whatever you want after.”
“Oh, wonderful.” The corners of Yao’s eyes always crinkled when he smiled wide enough. Olesya liked that about him. “I was hoping to build something in the sky—inspired by the dragon.”
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There was a thump behind him. Grace blanched in time with Olesya’s heart sinking and Yao sucking in a breath. Slowly, Grace turned around. The tilting of his body revealed Rocky—standing there in a xenonite suit decorated with little dangling decorations. His entire body was taut, just as Grace’s was. The air was cold, seeping into her very bones. -
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A Ball held in Essetir is to announce the legendary King Emrys has risen from the shadows. The four remaining Kings of Albion meet on Christmas to secure the prophecies alliance that will unite Albion under one crown.
Out of all those Kings, the Anti-Magic King Arthur Pendragon is the last person people would have expected to come. Let alone to be invited.Series
- Part 102 of Merlin's magic
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28 Jun 2026
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Based on this: (my post, but I altered it a bit)
Arthur is granted a wish.After years of obliviousness, Arthur has grown an awareness for how blind he is, so he wishes to be able to see people for who they really are.
That's how he begins to see people dressed differently than before. He sees servants dressed like people of the court, he sees closeted people finally representing as themselves, he sees his wife with an eternal crown over her head.
And then he sees a man walking into his rooms. His face held high, his eyes golden. His face and hands are scarred all over and Arthur knows it's emotional scars. But the man glows, his clothes that worthy of a king, no. A god.
Only when the man opens his mouth and pulls away the curtains, does it dawn on Arthur whose in front of him.
"Rise and shine :D"
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- Part 77 of Merlin's magic
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28 Jun 2026
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“I think I need to start charging people to ask me stupid questions.” Merlin mused, letting his head fall back off the couch, effectively hanging upside down.
“What you need is a rich himbo.” Gwaine declared and Merlin opened an eye to peer at him curiously.
“What?”
“For your questions tax.” Gwaine explained.
“Hmm, I don’t know, I mean, first of all, where would I even find a rich person? And Secondly, obviously, fuck the rich.”
“That might be fun.” Gwaine said, grinning.
“That is not an instruction you idiot.”
“Not with that attitude.”
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“I’ll go.” He says it without brashness or deference. Just a statement.
“Where?”
“You want to climb the Forty,” he says, and Enjolras can’t deny it. “I’ll go with you.”
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11 Nov 2024
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“You brought me a banana, right?”
“Oh, fuck,” says Courfeyrac, gutted. Early mornings have never been Courf’s jam—and since he’s not climbing, it makes sense that he’ll have forgotten. In Courf’s face, Enjolras sees the momentary finality of dread; they’re as good as dead already.
’Ferre sees too, of course. “Top of your pack,” he says, and he’s barely got the words out before Courf’s rummaging through his daybag and producing bananas for all.
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“You don’t even tell me.”“We have known each other so long, Courf.”
“Tell Combeferre you love him.”
“What? This is really not—”
“Say it.”
[E u r SO real for this,,,i didn't tell my sister I loved her till I was 18 🫣🫣
AND COURRRRFFFF!!! CALL HIM OUT BABE LOLOLOLOLOL ]
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Rooting around in the first-aid kit that evening for a fresh tube of superglue, Enjolras discovers anew that Courf never lets the ABC go anywhere unprepared.[😏😏😏 🫦🫦]