“Hey, can I sit here?” Cadet Hayek asked with a smile down at the nervous looking blonde girl with a giant bow in her hair. The bow was bright blue, and contrasted nicely against her academy reds and was the entire reason that Hayek had decided to approach her. People with hair accessories were…
The lights in the hallways were flashing, indicating that some kind of enemy was on board. Thanks to Ensign Hayek’s work as an engineer though, she knew how bypass the hallways. That came in handy more frequently than was really appropriate for a peaceful exploring vessel, but there it is.
So I just got back from shopping as part of my continuous apartment decoration project, and I got some black poster board to mount my super cool photos of jupiter and its moons, and some hot pink cartoon butterfly wall stickers.
I feel like this effectively sums up my personality.1
*curls around female characters* *hisses protectively*
AU in which Desidere and I are hardboiled detectives with conflicted loyalties and suspect pasts.
"I’ll make my report as if I told a story, for I was taught as a child on my homeworld that Truth is a matter of the imagination."
—First Sentence of The Left Hand of Darkness, by Ursula K. Le Guin