DisusedCalliope

a drawing of eva stratt done in blue colored pencil on a yellow background



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    Rocky is a good dancer, which I already knew. He has good coordination, which is kind of necessary when you have five arms, and he has amazing memory. There's only so much he can do with my clumsy footwork, though.

    "You are messing up rhythm," he scolds, though his voice has no bite.

    "Am not," I snap, even though I totally am.

    "You say rhythm strong weak weak. But you take step strong weak strong strong weak. Irregular. You only have two legs and you still cannot coordinate, question?"

    I didn't think first contact would involve this much bullying. "You're so mean to me."

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    cynosure, noun (cy·​no·​sure ˈsī-nə-ˌshu̇r)

    1. a fated partner, typically romantic
    2. the draw to one's fated partner
    3. [archaic] one that serves to direct or guide, from the northern constellation Ursa Minor
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    19 Jul 2026

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    "He's tapping his fingers together again. I know what he's thinking. He's thinking what I am thinking. But if either of us is going to say it, it's gotta be him. 'If it came down to it, I would be completely fine with you performing an invasive surgery on me', is something that would take possibly three more near-death experiences and another coma to grant me the resolve to say aloud."

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    19 Jul 2026

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    One Grace-sleep is not so long.

    It is not “night,” but Grace calls it night, and so Rocky does too. One human night. One third of one human day. One three-hundred-thousandth of Rocky’s life so far.

    This is what Rocky tells himself. He folds up on his xenonite shelf above Grace’s sleeping area, and he listens, and he fiddles with his clock, and he tells himself that it is not so long.

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    Rocky has lived through the deaths of many of his friends. He does not want to lose Grace.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    It would have probably been best if Grace recovered a few more memories of his life on Earth before asking the Eridians to synthesize alcohol for him. Like, maybe, all the memories of how dependent he used to be on substances and how much of a train wreck his life was whenever he let them control him. Surely, though, things will be different on an alien planet.

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