Mikey meets Pete and Alicia, who are a couple. Cue awkward fumbling-toward-a-threesome shenanigans. Thanks to handsomespeck at LJ for the beta.
A little breaking-and-entering never hurt nobody, right? Especially if they're rich pirates who deserve it.
(For the Star Wars Rare Ships Challenge over on Pillowfort!)
Mipha would go out with the Guard and take stock of the Domain. She would eat fish fresh from the river and feel the sun on her skin. And when the sun began to set, she would be ushered back to her rooms and told to stay the night, safely in the center of the Domain. Nobody noticed when she slipped out, dressed in armor meant for a man who did not exist, exploring the world around her.
"Assume success," says Bruce unencouragingly. "Describe how it's achieved."
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He was so tall. Conor mostly forgot that, somehow. Dumo was the first of the Wilkes-Barre guys to make it to the show, but he was still one of them, an equal - until now, as Conor surveyed the terrain and felt pretty damned unequal.
Dumo met Conor’s eyes. His cheeks were apple-red. “Please?” Dumo said, as though even now Conor might leave him hanging.
He's letting him in. He'll use this like he's used every scrap of information Andrew has given him. This is a mistake.
(Fletcher walks him home from the jazz club. Andrew invites him in, to talk.)
Jay-z gives Rihanna the Talk.
Castiza contemplates the skull of Gloriana.
The two of them are happy together. Kylo Ren watches.
Everything old is new again. The ghost of Dale Cooper reaches out.