IgnisAlis

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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

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    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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    mostly unrelated Project Hail Mary fics 💫

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    Yáo registered the yellow first. 

    Bright yellow, the color of a hazard sign - it was Dr. Grace's familiar raincoat, unmistakable even at distance, the man wearing it moving fast across the open ground that separated the administrative buildings from the interior fence line.

    Grace was running.

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    Fishlegs is resigned, as he looks over at the box hiding the tiny Nadder, “That’s the risk of big clutch sizes too, it increases the chances of having a tiny one, or an- uh, weak hatchling? There’s a name for those types of births but I can’t-”
    Astrid drops the mirror, and doesn’t even hear as it shatters on the ground at her feet.
    “A hiccup.”

     

     

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    Taking in a clutch of Nadder Natchings, the Riders expected dealing with an onslaught of stray spines, fire, and squwaks that kept them up through the night.

    What they didn't expect, was for one little hatchling to remind them so strongly of their leader.

    It all unravelled from there.

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