fic: Warmongers (Star Trek XI)

[raihu]

Warmongers
Star Trek XI; Nero/Ayel.
Rura Penthe & what's left of home- The Federation is a wolf eating wolves, and it swears through its teeth that the meat is fair game. Ask a Romulan about “rescue efforts” and he’ll tell you that the phrase translates loosely to “grave robbing”. It’s a small galaxy, you know.

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[blizzardseason]

I just saved this for you like 10 minutes ago? Clearly I am psychic. Also? Why are you so lovely?

[raihu]

As a matter of fact, your psychic ability transcends the norm. I was in the other half of that venue on August 1! I saw Infected Mushroom! With you as my ghost-date! (I was going to ask your permission, but didn't know if you'd be busy and could not face the possibility of rejection, so uhhh if you noticed part of your soul missing that night, it was just with me, hope thas-okay!)

Because I am like a pretty flower that blooms only at night, except I bloom only for you. Bloom with teeth. And devour your enemies. >[

PS: This!

[blizzardseason]

I noticed the place somewhat after the fact and it occurred to me that perhaps it would be familiar to you. Brain twins, clearly clearly.

I will belatedly accept that date wholeheartedly 8> And will feed you my enemies anytime.

I love that balloon faced beast. The music in question also sounds amazing and I am green with envy-like sentiments.

[blizzardseason]

hur and. AND! I have been reading Deadpool & Cable and thinking of you pretty much constantly. Just so you know.

[yjh]

How on earth did you manage to make this so badass? Your dialogue is a mighty awesome thing.

[raihu]

Mmm, much appreciated! I pretty much wrote this without knowing what the hell I was writing, so ... ignorance = this? I have no idea. Glad to tell you a story, though!

[sarah_san]

You are so hard to get a hold of. XP
Are you free to come to our going away party this Friday, we would very much love for you to be there. ^.^
Also the strike is over and I leave for Japan on the 15th, let's meet on the Tuesday (the 11th) for some Centre Island fun, before we accidentally break the tradition. O_O

[raihu]

I AM HIDING. 8D

Currently off to work, but I must call you about zis. Probably this eve, possibly on my break, whatevah. In short: not sure about Friday, but will try like a motherfucker; totally on board for Centre Island, ffff. <3

[sarah_san]

Okie well Dani and I are meeting tomorrow at 5pm-ish and will be going to dinner, there will be a meeting at a bar on Church St. at 8pm, and we havent really planned after that.
Okie and Centre Island we shall do, you should come Monday night and sleepover, then we can get an early start and pray the weather holds, or else I will flip a shit on the summer rain. Or, if the weathers shite we can sleep over Tuesday and go there Wednesday, I just have to be at work for 5pm.
We'll work this out, looking forward to seeing you. ^.^

[lucule]

Damn damn damn Ms Raihu.

Your skills must be unbound by Godly laws. You have at once made me extremely envious of your skills yet extremely entertaind; a shining light into some dark, dank place in my heart reserved for certain literary artists.

Now, now all you do is make me want to write more.

Damn you.

<3

So you get four interesting pieces of art.

Generations Together.
Never Judge A Book.
Revenge Of The Red.
Horatio I Loved You.

[raihu]

FFFFFF, your giftssss are the most delicious of offerings, and I swear! Our muses just sort of chill out in this awesome cavern of wonders, watching gory movies and cartoons from the 80s, playing video games, occasionally deigning to grant us similarly cool ideas.

Which reminds me! Have you had a peek at the game BlazBlue? I'm in the middle of trying to draw Arakune and need someone to rant ideas at, lololol. NATURALLY, SIR, YOU ARE THE FIRST PERSON WHO COMES TO MIND. >]

Arakune love-appreciation

[lucule]

...

Yes I have! Okay, too much now. I have been wanting to play the game for some time now; mainly to play that one ghostly, gelatinous thing of great interest.

Too eerie Ms Raihu. But it you would like to talk about such amazing ideas that flow from your headspace, you can contact me via e-mail (Check my info, as I have changed it) or KB has me on her Facebook if you'd like to add me.

Also: I just stole that picture.

[fluffysparkle]

flfffssssngggh? Nnngh. <3

(Somewhere. Somewhere out in the somewhere-out-there, the Narada is turning slowly, silent and cold. Somewhere, all her halls are filled with emptiness. What if she whispers, will anyone believe that she spoke? What if she misses them? Ayel wants to tell her to come and find them. Ayel wants to tell her to drift away from this place. Ayel wants to tell her that-)

If I were not yours before, though, oh, I was, I MUST BE NOW.

The closing couplet is like a punch to the beltline, knuckles jammed in unprotected places and rrrrgh. *Squeak.* ^_^

[raihu]

Oh, you lovely thing. You are my personal simurgh, my thirty-coloured bird watching at the end of the world (& the end of the world & the end of the world)! I shall do my best to keep you entertained, oh yes.

This is getting kind of creepy though. I mean, I had just just posted this and within ten minutes I was feeling lost and confused so I started another story to fill the void aaaaaaaa please help me put dowwwwn the romulanssssssssssssssdfsssgvvxcs

[fluffysparkle]

If by helping you mean aid and abet, why yes. I can certainly do zat. Here, have The Mourners will Laugh by Possibly Thrice. Mmmm delicious crazy Nero.

I swear everytime I look away something else awesome happens, I like this ship.