Journey in Space_I Do?_In Her Honor_Westward Changeling
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Journey in Space
“Houston, we have a problem”, the captain of the spaceship reports to the controller. “I’ve been monitoring the amount of oxygen we have on board, and it seems to be depleting at a higher rate than expected. If it continues at this rate, we may not have enough to last through the duration of the trip.” The controller asks the captain to provide some diagnostics, and says, “I’m going to provide this information to the team and have them conduct an investigation on our side and see what they find out.” The next day the controller contacts the captain and says, “I have some bad news. The team fi...
I Do?
CW: cursing, infidelityJanuary 3rd, 2017“So, what’s the catch,” Pwww.onedoor.cciper asked. She reached for some Goldfish crackers in the top of her pantry, vaguely feeling her phone as it started to slip from her shoulder-cheek grip. “No catch,” Alex said. Her voice was brimming over with happiness and Piper knew she was staring at that giant diamond ring on her finger as she added, “He’s perfect.”“No man is perfect,” asserted Piper. “No human is,” she corrected her statement while pouring out Genevie’s snack.“Genevieve is,” Alex breathed dragon flames in her words, despite being ten miles away.“Fuck you,” ...
In Her Honor
Jesse was a bundle of nerves. The Annual Lawyers Committee awards were a big deal. And tonight for the first time in her 20-year career as an attorney she would be winning the Ruth Bader Ginsberg award for the outstanding female attorney. It was an honor to be receiving an award named after her idol. But she had mixed feelings about the existence of an award that was gendered. Why couldn’t it just be the Ruth Bader Ginsberg award for an outstanding attorney, period, with no identity qualifiers? She was one of three women equity partners in her firm - all of them were steller lawyers. In fact, ...
Westward Changeling
Jeb sat on his horse, looking back over the covered wagon train. They had traveled many miles over the past months, and still had many to go, but spirits were good. Only a few members had been lost - some to sickness, one while fording a river, and one who was just plain old. They were still 200 people strong. So far they had managed to avoid running into natives, and he thought it safe to say they would make it before winter set in. Not his worst trip, not by far. Jeb was a known wagon master, paid by large groups to ensure safe route out West. He had ridden horses all his life, driven cattle...