Fic: For The Archive - File 2 of 4
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majorrogueTitle: For The Archive – File 2 of 4
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majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None, scifi/fantasy AU
Summary: Her world needs to archive her experience in another world, so they both tell of their first meeting
Author's Note: This came from a dream I had. It is a little strange I suppose, but hopefully it will be liked
File 1
Please , continue…
The Warrior
I took the device from its fastenings under my tunic and turned it on. Some lights flashed in the darkness and it made mechanical noises, the kind of noises I have been told technology makes, after a moment the main red light shone brightly.
As more rubble started hitting my hiding place I pressed the device to the inside of the tree trunk. An oval of light appeared from the bottom of the square device. The colour slowly turned to black with a white outline and I knew it had connected to somewhere. As quickly as I could I crawled through the connection, carefully pulling the device through behind me.
The place I ended up was just as dark as the place I had left, but was a lot quieter. As my eyes started to adjust it was still very dark but I could make out people. They were all sitting or lying against walls that seemed to make up a corridor of some sort.
I looked up to see if I was in a building of some sort, but I was in fact outside. The walls were the height of a tree of at least 15 cycles and were about my height apart from each other.
When I looked to my right I could see nothing beyond four or five people on the ground, but to my left in the distance I could see light. I decided to make my way towards it.
It took me a while to get there, although I wasn’t rushing as I was still a little tired from running only a few minutes ago. When I did reach the end of this corridor I had to wait for my eyes to adjust to the brightness. When they did I was greeted by what I believe the elders would call a metropolis.
There were many people walking to and fro, most of them seemed to be rushing somewhere. There were artificial lights everywhere and more noise than I can remember hearing so many people make.
There were people shouting from the front of buildings filled with things that I now know they were selling.
I walked to my left, as it seemed that more people where walking in that direction and after a small while it opened up into a covered court yard of sorts. The court yard was separated into small sections, some had seats in them, but many had small horse shoe shaped tables with seats around the outside and a person in the middle. All around the area there were bright artificial lights in many different colours and in the walls there were strange large objects spinning behind a glassless window.
I walked around to try to see what else was there, at one of the tables I saw a container of what looked like water. I hadn’t eaten or drunk anything for at least six hours so I took a closer look. On closer inspection it was indeed water. There was a beautiful young woman, who seemed to be around my age behind the table. She looked at me and I smiled took the water and turned around. I suddenly felt someone take hold of my arm. I turned to see the same woman, I didn’t know why she had grabbed me and when she spoke I was none the wiser. The language I heard was not one that I recognised, but she kept speaking.
She then turned to speak to what seemed to be mechanical men. I understood none of the exchange between them but after a moment they walked off.
The woman spoke again and this time I understood one word: “Coin”. I then realised she wanted payment for the water. I thought it must be a very strange place that charges for something as readily available as water. But as I was in a different land I followed their customs and gave her the smallest coin I had. “Is this enough?” I asked, but she didn’t seem to understand, she just examined the coin “Is it enough coin?” I tried again. She looked at me with a look of confusion, but nodded and went back to the table.
As I had paid her for the drink I took a seat at her table, I suppose I could have sat at any of the tables but the way she had looked at me made me think that she was a good person, so I stayed at hers.
It felt nice to sit down. I tried to drink the water I had just acquired, but found its container difficult to open. The woman the other side of the table opened it for me and smiled sweetly. It confirmed with me that she was indeed a kind person.
I sat for a while watching what the woman was doing and looking around at the strange place I now found myself. It was so noisy, dark and dirty, everyone seemed to be rushing around, it was very different from my land. We live with nature and I had so far seen none at all here, technology is something only the elders know tales about. There is so little technology left at home that most of it is kept by the elders for safe keeping. The device I have been entrusted with is only given to me because of the status my family has and it is only to be used in extreme circumstances.
Thinking this reminded me that I had to make sure the device was still working. I didn’t know if it would work in this place or if it still worked at all. I had to make sure it would be able to connect back to home.
I stood, smiled at the woman behind the table and walked back to where the corridor I arrived in was. I found a space, sat against the wall and took out the device.
The Bar Tender
I finished my shift and signed out. I work different hours to most people, I finish work as the sun starts to rise and most people are starting to leave for work.
I was walking back to my room when I saw the beautiful blonde woman from the bar, she had just come out of beggars alley. I was surprised, the alley is known for all the homeless, drunks and killers that hide or live down there and I was pretty certain this woman was none of those things.
I watched her as she walked along the shop fronts and food venders looking in every window and looking at all of the food.
As she looked like she was from out of the city I thought I should help her, I didn’t want her getting mixed up with any of the people who are associated with beggars alley, so I walked up to her
“Are you hungry?” I asked forgetting she didn’t speak the language.
She smiled when she saw it was me, but then said nothing.
“You were looking at all the food, are you hungry?” I tried again this time I made hand movements, putting my hand up to my mouth and pretending to bite into something then rubbing my stomach.
I felt like a fool until she looked like she understand me, smiled brightly and nodded
“Come on” I said taking her hand “We’ll go to my favourite” she followed me willingly.
When we got there we sat outside and I ordered what I sometimes treat myself to when I have extra credit and she seemed happy enough.
I watched her eating; she took pleasure in every bite. With her last spoonful she looked at me and smiled the most beautiful smile and hummed her satisfaction.
As I look back at it now I think this is where my attitude towards her changed, she was so happy and looked more beautiful than I thought was possible. The thought of anyone hurting her or taking advantage of her for being a stranger made me angry and protective.
We sat in silence for a minute or two, I didn’t really want to leave her, not only because she was from elsewhere but…… because I enjoyed her company. I know we didn’t or couldn’t really speak to each other but, even when she was watching me earlier at the bar, I found her presence reassuring and comfortable as if I have known her for a long time.
“Do you have anywhere to go?” I asked slowly “Do you want to come back to my room to rest?” again she looked at me not understanding so I mimed. I put my hands together and laid my cheek on them as if I was sleeping and then pointed at her. Asking a stranger back to my room isn’t something I would normally do, few of my friends have even seen my room, but she shouldn’t be going down beggar’s alley for anything.
She nodded and smiled and spoke again
To me it didn’t sound like she said no so I stood up and pointed to our right in the direction that I live. I started to walk away and she followed me
Comments are lovely and appreciated
File 3
Author:
majorroguePairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None, scifi/fantasy AU
Summary: Her world needs to archive her experience in another world, so they both tell of their first meeting
Author's Note: This came from a dream I had. It is a little strange I suppose, but hopefully it will be liked
File 1
Please , continue…
The Warrior
I took the device from its fastenings under my tunic and turned it on. Some lights flashed in the darkness and it made mechanical noises, the kind of noises I have been told technology makes, after a moment the main red light shone brightly.
As more rubble started hitting my hiding place I pressed the device to the inside of the tree trunk. An oval of light appeared from the bottom of the square device. The colour slowly turned to black with a white outline and I knew it had connected to somewhere. As quickly as I could I crawled through the connection, carefully pulling the device through behind me.
The place I ended up was just as dark as the place I had left, but was a lot quieter. As my eyes started to adjust it was still very dark but I could make out people. They were all sitting or lying against walls that seemed to make up a corridor of some sort.
I looked up to see if I was in a building of some sort, but I was in fact outside. The walls were the height of a tree of at least 15 cycles and were about my height apart from each other.
When I looked to my right I could see nothing beyond four or five people on the ground, but to my left in the distance I could see light. I decided to make my way towards it.
It took me a while to get there, although I wasn’t rushing as I was still a little tired from running only a few minutes ago. When I did reach the end of this corridor I had to wait for my eyes to adjust to the brightness. When they did I was greeted by what I believe the elders would call a metropolis.
There were many people walking to and fro, most of them seemed to be rushing somewhere. There were artificial lights everywhere and more noise than I can remember hearing so many people make.
There were people shouting from the front of buildings filled with things that I now know they were selling.
I walked to my left, as it seemed that more people where walking in that direction and after a small while it opened up into a covered court yard of sorts. The court yard was separated into small sections, some had seats in them, but many had small horse shoe shaped tables with seats around the outside and a person in the middle. All around the area there were bright artificial lights in many different colours and in the walls there were strange large objects spinning behind a glassless window.
I walked around to try to see what else was there, at one of the tables I saw a container of what looked like water. I hadn’t eaten or drunk anything for at least six hours so I took a closer look. On closer inspection it was indeed water. There was a beautiful young woman, who seemed to be around my age behind the table. She looked at me and I smiled took the water and turned around. I suddenly felt someone take hold of my arm. I turned to see the same woman, I didn’t know why she had grabbed me and when she spoke I was none the wiser. The language I heard was not one that I recognised, but she kept speaking.
She then turned to speak to what seemed to be mechanical men. I understood none of the exchange between them but after a moment they walked off.
The woman spoke again and this time I understood one word: “Coin”. I then realised she wanted payment for the water. I thought it must be a very strange place that charges for something as readily available as water. But as I was in a different land I followed their customs and gave her the smallest coin I had. “Is this enough?” I asked, but she didn’t seem to understand, she just examined the coin “Is it enough coin?” I tried again. She looked at me with a look of confusion, but nodded and went back to the table.
As I had paid her for the drink I took a seat at her table, I suppose I could have sat at any of the tables but the way she had looked at me made me think that she was a good person, so I stayed at hers.
It felt nice to sit down. I tried to drink the water I had just acquired, but found its container difficult to open. The woman the other side of the table opened it for me and smiled sweetly. It confirmed with me that she was indeed a kind person.
I sat for a while watching what the woman was doing and looking around at the strange place I now found myself. It was so noisy, dark and dirty, everyone seemed to be rushing around, it was very different from my land. We live with nature and I had so far seen none at all here, technology is something only the elders know tales about. There is so little technology left at home that most of it is kept by the elders for safe keeping. The device I have been entrusted with is only given to me because of the status my family has and it is only to be used in extreme circumstances.
Thinking this reminded me that I had to make sure the device was still working. I didn’t know if it would work in this place or if it still worked at all. I had to make sure it would be able to connect back to home.
I stood, smiled at the woman behind the table and walked back to where the corridor I arrived in was. I found a space, sat against the wall and took out the device.
The Bar Tender
I finished my shift and signed out. I work different hours to most people, I finish work as the sun starts to rise and most people are starting to leave for work.
I was walking back to my room when I saw the beautiful blonde woman from the bar, she had just come out of beggars alley. I was surprised, the alley is known for all the homeless, drunks and killers that hide or live down there and I was pretty certain this woman was none of those things.
I watched her as she walked along the shop fronts and food venders looking in every window and looking at all of the food.
As she looked like she was from out of the city I thought I should help her, I didn’t want her getting mixed up with any of the people who are associated with beggars alley, so I walked up to her
“Are you hungry?” I asked forgetting she didn’t speak the language.
She smiled when she saw it was me, but then said nothing.
“You were looking at all the food, are you hungry?” I tried again this time I made hand movements, putting my hand up to my mouth and pretending to bite into something then rubbing my stomach.
I felt like a fool until she looked like she understand me, smiled brightly and nodded
“Come on” I said taking her hand “We’ll go to my favourite” she followed me willingly.
When we got there we sat outside and I ordered what I sometimes treat myself to when I have extra credit and she seemed happy enough.
I watched her eating; she took pleasure in every bite. With her last spoonful she looked at me and smiled the most beautiful smile and hummed her satisfaction.
As I look back at it now I think this is where my attitude towards her changed, she was so happy and looked more beautiful than I thought was possible. The thought of anyone hurting her or taking advantage of her for being a stranger made me angry and protective.
We sat in silence for a minute or two, I didn’t really want to leave her, not only because she was from elsewhere but…… because I enjoyed her company. I know we didn’t or couldn’t really speak to each other but, even when she was watching me earlier at the bar, I found her presence reassuring and comfortable as if I have known her for a long time.
“Do you have anywhere to go?” I asked slowly “Do you want to come back to my room to rest?” again she looked at me not understanding so I mimed. I put my hands together and laid my cheek on them as if I was sleeping and then pointed at her. Asking a stranger back to my room isn’t something I would normally do, few of my friends have even seen my room, but she shouldn’t be going down beggar’s alley for anything.
She nodded and smiled and spoke again
To me it didn’t sound like she said no so I stood up and pointed to our right in the direction that I live. I started to walk away and she followed me
Comments are lovely and appreciated
File 3