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Obsessions 2 Deryn bit in to a carrot stick, chewed for a few moments, and then frowned. Her eyes narrowed as
she nudged the curtain covering the kitchen window aside with a finger. She stared out in to the yard for
a few moments before letting the fabric fall back into place.
A few seconds later she repeated the action. Then she sighed.
Alek was in the back yard tinkering with one of his many mechanikal projects, blissfully unaware of the
fact that he was being watched.
He seemed to think that their backyard was his own personal storage space for all things mechanikal
and brought in something new every week.
Nearly every inch of the lawn was covered in spare parts and Deryn had decided that it was time she
had a talk with Alek. After all, she was only returning the favor. She had followed the dietary advice he
had given her only the week before; hence the carrot she was currently chewing.
She picked up the bottle o
Dalek Week, Day 6: Obsessions Alek stared at the bags in disbelief. He should have known this would happen.
Deryn had come in from grocery shopping only a few minutes before and Alek had been curious to
see what she had gotten. Nothing had prepared him for the sight that met his eyes.
He began unloading the purchases one at a time, piling them all onto the kitchen table.
This was turning out to be worse than he'd ever imagined and he vowed then and there to never let
Deryn do the shopping again, at least not without him present.
Once every single bag was empty he stepped back and took it all in.
There wasn't a single thing on the table that wasn't potato related.
Just when he was about to go searching for Deryn and demand an explanation she walked into the
kitchen whistling cheerfully.
Dalek Week, Bonus: Potatoes Deryn sat in the living room, chin in hand. Her arm was propped on the
back of the couch as she stared over it to the desk where Alek sat.
Fifteen minutes before, she had been lounging comfortably on the couch sketching when Alek had
come in and to ask if could borrow a piece of vellum from her art book. After she had given it to him he
had retreated to a chair at the desk refusing to say what it was for.
He had been hunched over that desk for the last ten minutes scribbling and erasing furiously. It was
making Deryn barking curious. She had even gotten up with some clart excuse about 'getting a drink of
water' from the kitchen just so she would have a reason to pass by. That had resulted in Alek flattening
himself comically over his work until she was seated on the couch once more.
Deryn shifted on the cushions, picking up her sketch book and charcoal sticks again. A
Dalek Week, Day 5: WW II The office was dimly lit by two identical desk lamps. It hadn't been used very much in the past few
months. This was a rare occasion that found them both in London.
Deryn and Alek were diplomats and like Dr. Barlow, often spent months at a time travelling on
assignments. Those assignments had become more and more frequent in the past year. Trouble was
brewing in Europe and had been for a while. And though some countries wanted to avoid another war
others were spoiling for a fight. War seemed inevitable no matter how thin the world's diplomats were spread.
Only a few months before, Alek had been sent to Istanbul in an attempt to sort things out. At the
same time, Deryn had been sent to America. It had been several months before either of them saw each
Deryn had been back in London a week now. Alek had arrived two days before.
Dalek Week, Day 4: Summer Afternoons It was a lovely summer afternoon in London and Deryn and Alek had just come back from the local ice
cream shop. It was only a few blocks away from the townhouse that Alek had shared with Count Volger
ever since he had gone to work for the Zoological society.
Deryn lived with Dr. Barlow.
The two were enjoying their ice cream at the small table on the stone porch that overlooked the back
It had been Deryn's idea to go out for something to eat. Alek had of course eaten ice cream many
times but never from a public shop.
It had not, however, been Deryn idea to wear a dress on their outing; that had been Alek's. She had
put up a fair bit of a fight when he'd suggested it, but as Alek had p
VocabularyHigh in a tree, the former Prince of Austria-Hungary and the much decorated Midshipman Deryn Sharp were having an interesting discussion. At the very least, the discussion was interesting to Bovril. To the humans, and especially to Alek, it was merely some exellent end of the day banter; an old past-time for the pair. He was feeling especially tired today, and was especially glad when Deryn had suggested a trip to the park.
Working for Dr. Barlow was hard work, especially since now he had to alternate between being a diplomat-slash-spy and a translation machine. Who knew how many Darwinists had written old manuscripts in one of the many languages he'd been spoon-fed as a child?
He didn't mind it, mostly, because wherever he was, Deryn came with him as his guard and escort. Being of like age and having fought together for so long made them an ideal pair, according to Dr. Barlow. Depending on where they were going, he was escorted by Deryn or Dylan. And somehow, though they saw nearly th
Crown of ThornsShe wakes up with red staining her pillow
and the taste of blood like iron in her mouth
It stains her teeth and leaks from her lips, and as she
rinses her mouth out, she can’t help thinking that
it’s better than dirt and ashes
it feels like she’s wearing a noose
of broken promises and shattered glass
that tightens around her throat with every day that passes
She nails a smile to her face
and doesn't let herself think the word dying
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