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Samus takes a little break, sings a little song.
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And the whole time Abby’s talking.
“Love these horse guys.”
“If you were a pawn, which pawn would you be?”
“Mom says I ate one of these when I was a kid. Chewed it right up.”
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A lot more time passes than is clearly shown as you’re playing a game. I wanted to stretch out some encounters and fill some gaps as the weeks pass in the FBC. Also have Emily and Jesse chat a lot more because they’re in luff.
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Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-changes. Beau places a custom order for a polymorph spell.
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Jester learns she's been telling the same old story. Shouldn't she use her imagination a little more? And could Beau provide some inspiration?
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Victoria nodded, her hand tightening on the strap of her pink tote bag as McKay smiled down at her with pretty blue eyes and slightly messy hair. Behind her navel, a familiar fluttering took up, like a million little wings were taking flight in her stomach. Dread climbed up her spine as she realized what the fluttering meant.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, pounded in her head like a drum. The word hit the inside of her skull with all the force of a hammer, over and over and over again.
Because if a crush on Mateo had been silly, one on Dr. McKay was fucking idiotic. But the attention felt so nice. And when McKay was murmuring instruction and praise into Victoria’s ear, she felt so much more in control than she usually did.
And, really, there wasn’t much more Victoria wanted than just a little bit of control.
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15 Jun 2026
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Victoria slams to a halt in the middle of the floor, feeling like she’s been sucker-punched in the stomach by a brick wall with hands. She can only stare, because holy shit. Because that is Cassie McKay, and she’s here at Blue Moon, at the lesbian bar, the bar where lesbians go, holding a can of Diet Coke and leaning casually against the wall as she smiles down at a pretty, dark-haired girl who looks twenty-four at most.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
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12 Jun 2026
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After the MCI, Dr. McKay gives Javadi her phone number. Which could mean nothing.
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how Victoria Javadi stopped worrying and learned to love her mommy issues
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11 Jun 2026
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Whether or not her decision is ethical, she doesn’t worry about just yet. They have this information on file for a reason, for situations in which someone needs to be reached outside of work; and as far as Samira is concerned in this particular moment, that’s close enough to what she’s doing, which is getting Trinity’s phone number from the freshly printed packet.
She tucks her phone back into her pocket, and while it’s not a plan, per se, it’s what finally coaxes her out the PTMC doors and into the night.
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- Part 12 of Autistic Characters
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08 Jun 2026
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She finishes the cigarette and stubs it out on the brick beside her, dropping the butt on the ground and grinding it under her shoe for good measure. “What do you think, Mel-eficent, should we go in for another, or call it a night?”
Mel chews on the inside of her cheek, feels the gentle night breeze ruffle her hair, still loose around her face, thinks about Santos next to her onstage, loud and passionate and purposeful even in her drunkenness, so much more of her on display than Mel has ever seen at work, in all the time she’s attempted to get to know her.
It’s her first night out with a friend. She’s not ready for it to be over, so unceremoniously on this sidewalk outside the bar.
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06 Jun 2026