Perched on the back of a chair she'd dragged before the double doors leading into the repair bay, Kyrie sat and sipped at yet another cup of machine-made coffee, her eyes only for the scarred black form beyond the wired-glass windows. As she watched, Bonnie stood and straightened, wiping her brow with the back of one grease-stained hand. Almost as ( Read more... )

 
It was Kyrie's first day back.

It was her first day after being rescued, the first day after KITT broke through the wall of her gilded prison, screaming her name at the top of his synthesized volume even as their connection went supernova in her brain.

It was her first day back after having her child torn from her arms by that monster. She sighed ( Read more... )

OMP prompt: 5.C.1.-Photo prompt (circuit board)

"Hold on, partner, hold on."

KITT chittered and whined and howled, garbled syllables assaulting Kyrie's ears in a sickening mishmash of sound. Relief flooded through her as the semi came into view around the next curve. "Almost there," she soothed. "Almost there."

KITT was in no condition to do ( Read more... )

2.15.7
7. On a scale of one to ten, with one being not so good and ten being very good, how well do you: a) Kick ass? b) Make love? c) Dance? d) Sing? e) Argue? f) Drive? g) Plan parties? h) Dress? I) Take criticism? j) Cook?

A: I think I hold my own pretty well enough. I've gotten stronger since I've been with the Foundation, I know that much (don ( Read more... )

Make a list of the gifts that you would give to other people, if money and power were no object.

1. I'd give KITT a real human body. Okay, maybe not real real--because I don't think I could bear to see him bleed--but maybe an android with gorgeous eyes and a great smile and gentle hands. He's lived with steel and iron all of his life; he deserves a ( Read more... )