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Mapmaker



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    I’m safe. I know this. As foreign as it feels to give myself credit, I know I helped save Erid, and that every sentient being on the planet knows it too.

    And yet, something small and primitive in me can’t fight the brief flash of fear that zips through me when Adrian skids to a halt before me and I am forced to look up at them.

    For a moment, they just stand there. I am reminded of the first time I saw Rocky, atavistic horror battling with fascination, coming together in a trembling awe. I feel no different looking at Adrian than I felt looking at Adrian, a vast expanse of green before me, knowing I am the first human to ever witness it, finding beauty in it as much as knowing it could spell my doom under the right circumstances. The light of my dome shines down on them, casting a dozen towering shadows over me.

    “Hi,” I manage, forcing myself to swallow through a dry throat. If this is who Rocky chose to spend his life with, they’re cool. They have to be.

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    Or: Rocky introduces the two people he loves most.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Less than 2 months away from Erid. In the process of the Hail Mary evading an exoasteroid, Rocky falls from top to bottom of the ship.

    In normal circumstances, Rocky could shake it off. Maybe a little sore, but okay.

    In this case, Rocky cannot.

    Rocky is scared.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    “Someone hurt you, Clint?”

    It’s so surprising Clint almost spills his drink on the way to his mouth. Maybe not so much the question, because much as he’s trying to hide it Clint probably does look beat to hell, but more the soft, gentle way the guy asks it. Like he really cares about the answer. Cares about Clint.

    For a moment Clint feels himself teetering on the edge — the horrors of the mission clogging up his throat as if they are going to come spilling out in a tearful confession to the first fucking stranger who’d asked.

    He claws it back, biting his tongue hard to keep it still. He smiles instead, even though he’s sure the smile comes out a little twisted.

    “Not as much as I hurt ‘em back,” he finally says, and that’s just enough truth to settle his stomach a little.

    Bucky nods as if that’s good enough for him, and takes a long, thoughtful pull of his beer. Clint watches his throat work, the way those plush lips wrap around the bottle. He hopes to hell he hasn’t blown this already.

    Bucky wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and sets his empty bottle deliberately on the bar. “Okay,” he says. “You got a place?”

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    06 Jun 2026

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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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    05 Jun 2026

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    It's not every day you wake up with five arms and no eyes, but Ryland Grace stopped having normal days a very long time ago.

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    05 Jun 2026