In Which Ross Huron And Aragonia Felipo Discuss FoodA Chapter by TrekkieIn Which Ross Huron and Aragonia Felipo Discuss Food
September 7th, 2048, 3 : 1 7 A M He feels slightly better than he did before, but he still aches in every part of his body. His right arm is healing alright, but he knows it will take much longer if he ever wants to be able to heal it himself. “You know,” he says softly, though his voice is strong. “I always pictured a lot more people around my death bed.” Ari’s head snaps up. “Why did you ever think that?” she asks. He shrugs non – commitally. “I dunno. I guess I always thought that maybe a few people liked me in the world. Instead, all Fate ends up giving me is a girl who’s been assigned to make sure I don’t kill myself by the Gods themselves. I suppose that should be a tribute to my memory, that I was prominent enough to be hunted by the Gods.” “The fact that you got caught in the end erases any redeeming quality that might give you with fellow rebels. Who’d be stupid enough to break into a Gods’ house?” His face clouds over, while before it had been clear and untroubled. “Maybe I wanted to be caught,” he whispers, and she has to strain to hear him. She laughs suddenly. “Who’d believe that? that is death. that is a death sentence.” He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah. Whatever you say.” She shakes her head. “Yeah. Whatever I say. So don’t kill yourself, Ross Huron. What do you want for breakfast tomorrow?” He shrugs. “I don’t care. Food.” Her face is hidden again, framed by her long black hair, hunched over her book. He turns over, favoring his right hand slightly, and goes back to sleep. © 2009 TrekkieAuthor's Note
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Added on February 13, 2009 AuthorTrekkieAboutI'm a convoluted trekkie who spends too much time procrastinating. I can see the Northern Lights from my house in the winter and I've memorized startlingly large portions of King Henry IV, part one. more..Writing
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