Created: 11/30/25
Last Updated: 8/1/26
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Love and Deepspace
Character Introduction
Meet Lyra!
Rambles
Snowapplemc as lifelong friends
Everyone's Sexuality
Sylus Rant
Do They Believe in Soulmates?
Relationship Dynamic
Assorted Fics
What's your favorite Barbie movie?
Walking to school
Wedding Games
Everyone Loves Zayne
Loving Selfishly
Myths
Sunken Dreams
Baldur's Gate Three
Character Introduction
Meet Odette & Azalea
Rambles
Vicious Mockery
Assorted Fics
Camp Life
"You, Orin, will be mine"
Just Like Me
I hate you
Too Honest Conversations
So many endings (Odette vers.) (Azalea vers.)
Bloodymary (RoleSwap Au)
Visual Progress Map
First Check In
Second Check In
Rambles
Timeline
Characters in au
Ryland Grace
Simon Kaplan
Colt Grace Seaver
Jody Moreno
Courtland Gentry
Adrian
Rocky
Eva
Ava
Q&A (Colt as the convict & what about Jody?)
Ava's act of kindness
Assorted Fics
Panspermia Theory
I swear I write for more fandoms I just haven't gotten around to posting (´∇`'')
Notes: Grace shows up next chapter I promise (”˚☐˚)/
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“Mary repeat that please.”
He couldn’t have been hearing that right, there wasn’t anyone— anything out here for miles.
Did miles even matter as a unit of measurement in space?
Should he use light years instead?
Did it really fucking matter at all?
There was something else out there, just outside of his ship. Or hovering just within Mary’s radar system… if he hadn’t misheard Mary. If his ears weren’t playing tricks on his mind, then there was the chance someone was out there. A real living person in the void of space just like them, looking for a way to save their own star. Maybe people more qualified than either of them, people who had a living team of scientists and not just two engineers with their dead crewmates.
Or maybe it was just space debris.
“Blip-D detected.”
“Right… Thank you Mary.”
“You are welcome Simon.”
“Life question? More people try save stars question,” Rocky asked frantically, the translator barely able to keep up with the chirps and clicks Rocky emitted. Already uncurling himself from his sitting position and rushing back into his mobile enclosure. “New friends question? We go greet them!”
“Wait, hang on just a second.”
“Simon heartbeat fast. Why Simon scared, question?”
“I’m not scared, Rocky, I’m just nervous.”
“Why nervous, question? It stupid. We find more people, we get more help. Rocky Simon and new people save Erid, save Earth, save new planet, save stars! It good thing.” Rocky insisted, nudging his enclosure against his legs while they walked to the control room. Bumping and crashing into discarded clothes and tools he had yet to clean off the ground. “Very good. More crew! Amaze!”
Rocky began to zip ahead of him, chittering and chirping half notes he’s sure are meant to be rushing him. All earlier somberness dissipated at the mere prospect of more people just outside the ship, waiting to be met and discovered… it should make him happy too. More people was a good thing. It shouldn’t make his stomach knot or have a cold sweat begin to form on his skin, swallowing uncomfortably around nothing as he slowly made his way to the control room after Rocky.
Everything was uncomfortably heavy.
“Simon slow. Hurry, hurry, hurry,” Rocky ordered, gesturing quickly with his front claw in a waving motion towards the control panel and blinking radar. “It ship! Look.”
He hesitated for just a moment.
Once he looked through the telescope there would be no denying that someone else was out there, that things were going to change very quickly again. There’d be no flying the ship away, no attempt at escape, not with Rocky so insistent they meet whoever was out there.
It really shouldn’t make his hands shake so much.
This was a good thing.
“It’s a good thing,” he repeated under his breath, trembling hands reaching out towards the telescope monitor and positioning it to look towards the ship marked on the radar… there was red. So much red swirling and glowing around an obscured piece of metal that shined faintly in the distance. With a frown he adjusted the telescope, switched on and off the infrared, watching with awe and rapidly growing fear as the Petrova line flickered in and out of visibility but the swirling red mass around the metal husk remained visible. He increased the magnification, did all that he could remember to get a better view of what was hovering not far from his ship… and it was not a ship. Or maybe it used to be. Now it was no better than scrap metal, suspended in space waiting to be discovered. The only movement, only sign of what may have been life, belonged to the swirling red that clung to the metal husk. “Hey bud… I don’t think there’s anyone on that ship.”
“Explain.”
“The ship it’s not— it’s scrap metal. It’s all broken, the hull looks like it… I don’t know, like it burst open,” he explained, tripping over his words as he tried to articulate what was before him. If he knew what he was looking at it would be easier, if it was just parts and scraps of metal he could explain what he was seeing. Maybe guess how it might have happened, explain what could have happened to the crew that were on it. But it wasn’t just metal. It was suspended, surrounded by… whatever matter that was. Some biological material curled around it, holding it in one piece despite the damage it sustained… “Like it’s trying to help.”
“Simon talk to self again! Must explain to Rocky. Can not see, need know what going on to help. Simon be Rocky eyes now! Explain!”
“I’m sorry,” he apologized… and really he isn’t sure who he’s talking to. Rocky or whoever might have been alive on that ship. The people who, much like his and Rocky’s crews, didn’t survive their journey to save their stars… he wondered how many people had made the risky trip and never made it to Tau Ceti. How many people died years away from everyone and everything they’ve ever known on a mission to save it. Stepping away from the telescope he took a deep breath and began to articulate his thoughts with gestures and hand motions. His best mockup of a puppet show to convey what he had seen. “Rocky, I don’t think anyone could survive on that ship. It’s wrecked to hell… torn up. It’s a little smaller than Mary, looks like a piece of a bigger ship I think. No way something that small and busted up is the whole thing. It’s got this weird substance around it too. Moving matter, cradling the ship.”
“Need word.”
“Which one?”
“Two before last.”
“Cradling?”
“Yes that one. What mean, question?”
“To hold something, kinda like this.” He looked around the control room for a moment before grabbing a bag that rested in the captain's seat. Lifting it into his arms he held it against his chest protectively, swaying it just a little to demonstrate. “It’s a specific kind of holding, like you’re holding something precious and you’re staying to keep it safe. Like a baby, a young human. Or pets. Just important stuff that needs protecting.”
“Oh understand. We have similar. For carrying pebbles.”
“Let’s add it to our shared dictionary then,” he offered with a half smile… he hoped Rocky wasn’t too disappointed. Expanding their shared dictionary might help them both right now, focusing on something else would be good. Productive. Better than trying to get any sleep after being startled into alertness. “I can go grab the laptop. We can add cradle, a few other words too, in case.”
“Simon investigate other ship first.”
“Rocky—”
“May still be life. We check.”
“There’s no one on that ship.”
“Simon not know for certain. Must check ship.”
“You didn’t see what I saw, nothing could survive that. It’s torn in half Rocky, in fucking half and if I’m right it was from the inside out,” he stressed, grabbing the center of his chest with both hands and pulling outwards to demonstrate. “I can’t even see the rest of the ship. Fuck I’m not even sure if that’s half the ship, could be even less. Which is worse because what happened to the rest of that ship? What the fuck could have possibly done that to a space ship? Do you really want to see what could fucking do that, see if it does that to us next—”
“Simon scared.”
“I am not fucking scared.”
“Lie lie lie,” Rocky repeated adamantly, claw outstretched and pressed against the xenonite enclosure. “Simon scared. Simon scared of ship. Rocky know it. I hear heart, loud loud loud. Breathing fast. All leaky. Skin leaking. Eyes leaking. Simon scared.”
“I said I’m not fucking scared!”
He didn’t mean to yell or to hit the metal captain's chair, guilt struck just as quickly as the sharp sting from the action. For a moment they were entirely silent, Rocky stood entirely immbole in front of him while he shifted awkwardly. Muttering bullshit under his breath as he struggled to put together a sentence while viciously fighting down the tension building in his chest, like he was getting ready shout again.
“Simon can be scared. It okay.”
“Rocky—”
“Rocky not abandon crew,” he said stiffly, even the motions of his carapace weer more restrained than what he was used to seeing from him. Though it seemed like it should be impossible, Rocky looked visibly disappointed and frustrated. While his tone was damning, the lack of animatedness was telling… “Save ship.”
Rocky left him alone in the control room without another word.
He stared blankly at the blinking radar, the damning Blip-D marked near the edge.
Blip-D had been torn to hell from the inside out, cradled in the berth of Petrova red probably organic matter, floating in space just as it floated on the edge of the radar map. Assuming whoever was on it was anything similar to him or Rocky, there would be no surviving that. Anything left in there would have been pulled into the vacuum of space, that disturbingly red matter could be whatever was left of the crew that had piloted the ship before it was debris floating in space.
It was stupid and fucking pointless to scout the remains for any survivors, there was just no way someone could have survived it. At best they could salvage from it and risk getting infected by whatever the red matter was or discover what had torn the ship apart. At worst they could both die, and take out everyone from their home star systems and planets with them. It was reckless and stupid and needless to mess with a ship that clearly had no one left alive on it…
But it was important to Rocky.
“Fucking stubborn rock,” he muttered under his breath as he followed Rocky to the air lock. Footsteps echoing through the Mary as he prepped himself for his second ever space walk. “Rocky don’t do shit. I’m coming.”
“Rocky know Simon come.”
“Cause I’m so loud and you’ve got such good hearing,” he said with a mocking shout, grabbing the suit from its place and began clambering into it. Glancing at the instructions he had taped to the walls just outside the airlock. “I know.”
“No. It cause Simon care.”
“Thought you said I was scared,” he scoffed, zipping up the first layer of suit. “Simon scared, remember?”
“Not bad. Rocky scared too. Rocky Simon do it scared. Do it together.”
Notes: Well... we made it! Chapter one is here! I don't really know what else to say other than enjoy!
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Sleep wasn’t Simon’s friend at the best of times. Not for as long as he could remember, which wasn’t much given the state of his mind. There was too much to do, to think and to feel and to understand… he had too many obligations to sleep properly. All of Earth and humanity depending on him wasn’t the type of thing that made sleeping easier, the lack of sunlight driven sleep cycles wasn’t helping either. Those two weeks alone in space… he had not slept until he physically couldn’t stay awake any longer. Beyond that, microsleeps that came intermittently were his only real rest until Rocky had moved onto Mary.
For a while he was sure that had been the root of his sleeping problems. That for whatever reason, he was just used to being watched while he slept. Probably.
He knew the feeling didn’t make his skin crawl or chest tight the same way it did when he woke up alone on Mary. Surrounded only by machines he knew how to take apart and the corpses of people who must have known him. Isolation was a familiar feeling, uncomfortable in its familiarity. There have been times in his life when he was entirely alone, he thinks, and each time brought the same feeling back. A tightness in his chest that made every panicked breath sharp, a dryness in his throat that felt like it was closing up, his muscles that tensed and trembled in response to overwhelming unease. Panic and fear that always boiled over into anger. He couldn’t remember how that expressed itself on Earth but on Mary he threw things… nothing breakable. He tried his best not to break things, really he did. But being so alone… it wasn’t good.
It didn’t feel right.
Rocky scuttling into his life with his many limbs and no face had been a blessing, though he hesitated to use the word. It left a bad taste in his mouth, saying blessing, not Rocky. Never Rocky. Rocky was… pleasant. As pleasant as an alien who had probably gone crazy after decades of isolation could be, he guessed. Language gap and fear aside, having company was something he enjoyed. The near constant supervision felt familiar, almost comforting. Especially when Rocky moved onto Mary and had him construct a place for him to sleep just above his bed.
Rocky watching him sleep felt familiar in a good way.
Like he was used to having someone watch him sleep.
He must have been watched a lot on Earth, he had memories of being curled in fetal position somewhere cold and the feeling of eyes on his back when he was an adult. Vague memories of doing the same when he was young, or at least the feeling of it if that made any sense at all. Even vague and blurry memories of his time working on Mary. Plenty of people had watched him sleep when he worked on the project. Intentionally or otherwise, there was always someone there. Usually Ava. She was in almost every memory that he could recall from his time on the project. The times where she would sit by him when he fell asleep at his work station, the way she sneered at him when he woke up and spotted her. When he didn’t spot her, he would wake up with a blanket draped over his shoulders and a sticky note stuck to his forehead.
Xenonite may be different than a blanket over his shoulders and a multi-limbed alien rock that weighed as much as two of him was definitely different than Ava. But the feeling of safety was the same, it was good. Familiar in the way that even without all of his memories his body knew being watched was a good thing, that it meant he was safe enough to sleep.
Suddenly not being able to sleep now was worrying.
After weeks of a fairly consistent sleep schedule he found himself unable to sleep once more, as if he was alone all over again. He knows he’s not alone, he does. It was impossible to forget that Rocky was around… that didn’t stop him from double checking.
“Rocky… you’re still here. Right?” Part of him felt stupid for asking, Rocky was just above him. Obviously he was still here, suspended over his head and curled up on the xenonite constructed above his sleep pod. The rest of him needed to ask. Just to be sure he hadn’t hallucinated the whole thing. “Rocky?”
“Rocky still here. Simon said sleep time. Why Simon awake?” Rocky asked almost with the normal amount of urgency before suddenly sitting up from his resting position. Frantically stomping on the xenonite, tapping on it loudly and quickly. “Something wrong with Simon! Simon sick! Simon die!?”
“No, no, no. I’m not dying, I’m fine,” he assured, sitting up just as quickly as Rocky had, placing his hand against the xenonite where Rock rested. “I just can’t fucking sleep.”
“Why question?”
“I— I guess it’s kinda like there’s something in my head. I don’t know, like a pressure?” He cut himself off in frustration. How was he supposed to explain what was keeping him up if he couldn’t even figure it out himself? “It just feels wrong. Fuck. I don’t know, I can’t explain it. It’s dumb.”
“Not dumb to Rocky. Simon try.”
It wasn’t an order.
He didn’t have to explain if he didn’t want to.
It was a request from his friend.
“Right okay… I can try,” he said after a beat, taking a deep breath he looked up at Rocky and gestured towards his head before waving his hands frantically. “It’s like that in my head. I can’t focus, can’t force myself to sleep. One track minds don’t do well when there’s lots of tracks all running at once. It’s overwhelming. I think. I don’t know. I haven’t had trouble sleeping since you started watching me but now it’s like, I don’t know, like there’s something bad. Waiting for me.”
“Rocky protect Simon. Nothing bad will happen. Simon safe with Rocky, statement.”
“No I know that, I know I’m safe with you. This— it, it’s not rational,” he explained, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he tried to explain the feeling. “It’s just paranoia.”
“Mmm need word.”
“Right okay. Uhm it’s like, feeling like someone is watching you even when you know there’s no one there. Or thinking that everyone around you wants to hurt you, that they’re only helping you cause you’re useful and they’re just waiting for the right moment to do something bad to you.” The last sentence came tumbling out too quickly for it to not have been something he’s thought before. His chest tightening up and throat squeezing around nothing… he moved away from the xenonite walls. It felt right, to be closer to the exit, to the mostly open air. An open room. There is an escape. A silent lost fear of being trapped? Or something else? Maybe he was claustrophobic? The weight of Rocky being suspended above him by the xenonite was intimidating instead of comforting for a fraction of a moment. And that scared him. “It’s stuff like that. It’s a whole uh thing. We can look at it on the laptop, if you want. To learn more together.”
“Simon must sleep! Simon not sleep in many hours.”
“It’s fine, I’ll be fine.”
“No, no, no! Simon say human must sleep eight hours.”
“No I didn’t.”
“Lie! Simon said human must sleep eight hours for proper function,” Rock insisted, stamping his front legs and swaying side to side. “Simon said humans inefficient.”
“Okay well I definitely didn’t say that.”
“Simon forget. It because bad memory. Simon say many times that humans inefficient leaky space blobs with bad design,” Rocky chirped at that last part, in the closest approximation to laughter that Simon guessed Eridians had. “Bad design organs. Bad design bones. Bad design everything. Bad bad bad.”
“Out of your system yet?”
“Yes! Rocky do joke. It funny, question?”
“Hilarious, bud.”
“Feel better now, question? Simon sleep.”
“Thanks Rocky… really, uh but no luck,” he apologized, letting his legs hang from the sleep pod and fixing his gaze on his lap. “It’s nothing bad. I just can’t sleep, I’ll be okay.”
Rocky shifted above him, disapproving no doubt and probably frustrated. Their differing sleep habits were difficult enough, he’s sure having to worry about his ability to fall asleep was concerning to a creature that couldn’t deny sleep at all. At least when he was able to sleep easy it made taking rests in intermittent shifts easier on them both. Still being unable to sleep was… inconvenient at best. It wouldn’t be his first time without rest, he’s sure of it, his body carried the weight of exhaustion too easily and the dark circles under his eyes had to have been there for a reason.
“Rocky help sleep. Stay put.”
He didn’t move except to crane his head and watch Rocky scurry through his tunnel towards the mobile enclosure. As curious as he was to see what Rocky was up to he decided it would be better to listen to Rocky’s request. Whatever was happening was likely for his benefit, the least he could do was stay still… as long as Rocky wasn’t planning to have Armando drug him then it would be fine.
It didn’t take long for him to hear Rocky skittering back from wherever he had disappeared off to. Stopping just in front of his bed with a thump and a… teddy bear on top of his enclosure? He vaguely remembered seeing it in his bag of personal items, at the time he’d been more focused on the pictures and the people in them. After getting his clothes out, there hadn’t been much of a necessity to look back at any of his belongings. It only ever gave him a bad headache. But right now… right now as he gingerly picked up the stuffed bear it felt like something else.
It was old or well used at least from how worn out the fur was and how faded the colors were. He traced his thumb reverently over the embroidered letters of his name on the brim of the yellow sleep hat and the flattened fur beneath it. Too smooth, it used to be fluffier. But nights spent pressed into his chest or his mattress had altered it, even the body was flatter than he remembered… his hand stopped at its clasped paws. Without prompting he pushed lightly.
“Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep.
May angels watch me through the night.
And wake me with the morning light.
Amen.”
It’s wrong, it wasn’t the prayer he faintly remembered from childhood. Not the ominous foreboding threat of death that had spilled from the cracking voice box of a lamb plushie his little sister had. He had heard the damn thing every night when he would walk by the girls room to his dorm, always accompanied by faint sniffles and choked down cries no matter what hour it was. He had fixed the fucking lamb more times than he could count, even when he told her he wouldn’t fix it next time it broke. He could recite the prayer backwards and forwards so he knew that wasn’t the right version. It was new, different. The one Ava gave to him, not the one that haunted him in Eden’s halls.
“Simon leaking question? Something wrong question? Bad bad bad. Bad Earth thing!”
“No, no, no. It’s good, it’s really good,” he promised, wiping his face frantically and sucking in a sharp breath as he field the memories away to be thought about later when he wouldn’t worry Rocky with his silence. He would remember it… Ava’s gift and the little sister that he had forgotten about. Placing his hand on top of Rocky’s enclosure he offered a smile. “How’d you know to get this for me?
“Saw on portable human thinking machine. Human give small creature to watch sleep, make safe. Rocky give Simon small creature to watch sleep, make Simon safe,” Rocky explained simply, shifting in place and observing him. “Creature had Simon name. It yours, question?”
“It’s mine, it was a gift from a friend,” he offered, struggling to find the words to explain himself. Trying his best to recall the moment Ava had given it to him, or rather slammed it into his arms while she passed him in the hall without saying so much as a word. “To help me sleep.”
“Simon friend Ava gave small creature, question?”
It was probably Ava, at least out of everyone he remembered it would have been her. He couldn’t say much for his relationships with David and Elli during the project… but he had pictures with Ava. Every picture of himself had Ava standing beside him, like he was her guard or maybe the other way around.
Maybe they were family.
Maybe she was the only family he had left.
If not back when he was still on Earth, then maybe she was now… he had no idea how much Earth has changed since he’s been gone.
“I think it was too… thank you for this Rock. You did good.”
“Happy happy! Simon sleep now.”
“Yeah I’ll sleep now.”
He would try his best to sleep, for Rocky’s sake.
“Good. Good. Rocky watch Simon sleep.”
While Rocky got situated above his bed once again he climbed back under the patchwork quilt. Stuffed bear clutched tight against his chest… he pressed the button one more time. Just to hear the familiar words wash over him, mumbling the prayer under his breath as he closed his eyes… faintly the sound of Rocky humming carried to him. He could feel the harmonies in the xenonite, vibrating faintly against the material and his body. Without meaning to, he pressed himself closer to the feeling.
It would be the closest he’d ever get to hugging Rocky— hugging anyone ever again.
We fucking made it guys! It is the last day of our character rambles because tomorrow I will finally post the first two chapters of the fic and have a one shot about Colt and Ryland scheduled to be posted at a mysterious unknown time, it could be tomorrow it could be a week from now. You won't know until it happens!
In all seriousness, I hope my fic lives up to expectations. It's a slow start I won't lie but it does get better (I hope!). And I have no idea how long this is gonna be, I'm a handful of chapters in with no ending in sight yet. Maybe that's a good thing, maybe not. I just hope we all enjoy the ride!
But enough of my panicked spiral! You're here to learn about Ava Kaplan
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Ava Kaplan who "knew" Simon before Eden, who had blurry memories of the woman and her son that lived in the apartment next door to her family, who had only one photo of them from when they were little and it was wearing matching Halloween costumes while they sat in their mothers laps the year before Simon and his mother disappeared, who never thought much about their sudden disappearance because she was only five years old and people disappeared all the time in that town, who did not know that Eden was the cause until much later in her life
Ava Kaplan who majored in marine biology and minored in oceanography and spent most of her adult life on a boat with other researchers, who actually enjoyed her life at sea and being around people who had the same passion, who smiled often and kept in touch with her family whenever she could, who knew her crewmates all by name because many of them had been students with her and others had been her professors or mentors over the years, who lived a good life fighting for the conservation of species and preservation of natural marine ecosystems
Ava Kaplan who was happy with her life when she was approached to head the Petrova Taskforce, who took the opportunity despite it being outside of her field of study because this affected all of them, who didn't take it personally when her staff and her boat were all repurposed for the project, who was fixated on solving this crisis effectively and quickly so she could get back to doing what she loved
Ava Kaplan who knew they needed a base that provided more than their small boat could offer if they were going to seriously work on this, who demanded aid from the American government and was granted funds and security, who fumed at the paltry gesture and decided to take matters into her own and searched for a disused compound, who found records of a compound that should have everything they need being built in 70s two towns over from where she grew up, who assumed it was abandoned when she sent people out to scout it only for three of her people to die
Captain Ava Kaplan who demanded more manpower and would not take no for answer, who recruited local law enforcement in the raid on the Eden cult that had been festering for over forty years, who oversaw it herself because she had spent three days planning every aspect of this raid and refused to allow anyone the chance to fuck it up, who discovered she was good at bossing people around and that maybe all those people who disappeared when she was little were here, who was the who caught Simon trying to run back into the compound after they cleared it, who thought she must be going crazy or soft to have hesitated when she saw the blood soaked man practically feral as he tried to ram down a metal door with his body, who tazed him as soon as she came to her senses and guarded his body while he writhed on the ground, who tried her best not to think about how young he was or how long he had lived in Eden
Captain Ava Kaplan who was quick to receive funding and have her demands met after her successful take over, who went over the files of every member of Eden because some of these people were kids she used to play with before they were disappeared, who tried to be impartial and cold because it wasn't any of her business but couldn't help but cringe when she went over the files of people who were too young to have known better, who demanded to be placed in charge of the fates of the Children of Eden and spent the next three years deciding their fates, who tried her best to do good while she still could because she knew when this was over she was going to prison
Captain Kaplan who oversaw Project Hail Mary with an iron fist and had finally finished her convict realization program, who still monitored the Children of Eden to ensure she would not regret her choices (she had rarely been given reason to), who was hesitant to put Simon to work on the Hail Mary but knew his skills spoke for him given that the very compound they worked out of had been maintained by his hand, who made sure Simon always had a security detail following him, who tried her best not to think about him because as far as she was concerned he was one of many engineers she had and that was it
Captain Kaplan who made sure Simon was taught, who knew he was smart just uneducated and demanded he be given proper instruction while he worked on her ship, who didn't understand why he always sought her out like a helpless puppy, who took a while to realize she was the closest thing he has ever had to a friend
Captain Ava who indulged Simon with small gifts because it was so clear he has never been given anything, who put him in charge of things she knew he would enjoy like the plant room she demanded to be added to the ship design, who made him socialize with the other engineers and dragged him around with her so he could explore his former home without being stopped, who did her best to undo everything that he had learned from Eden in her own way
Captain Ava who actually enjoyed spending time with Simon, who took it as a mark of pride every time they had a real conversation because compared to the grunted words and curses he used to fling at her this was an improvement, who never censored her disdain for Eden and discovered he never bought their crap either, who didn't fight as much when it was Simon asking her to take a break because they had an understanding, who cried every night after she made the call to bomb a portion of the arctic, who supported Simon and was supported in return when he showed up at her quarters without a word and sat by her side while she mourned all that she had destroyed
Ava who didn't realize she had "known" Simon until her mother's funeral where she was handed a photo album, who was flipping through the pages when she found that old Halloween picture with "Ava and Simon's first Halloween together" written on the back, who connected the dots pretty quickly and didn't hesitate to hand the photo to Simon, who pretended not to notice him crying because it was the only picture he had of himself or his mother
Ava who included Simon in every photo she was in, who couldn't explain why she cared so much only that she did and she didn't like it when he cried, who refused to allow him to be belittled and tried to soften her sharp tongue when she spoke to him, who wanted to make sure Simon lived a good life when this was all over, who knew that she would be made into a scapegoat when the news broke about the project and every horrible thing she had done came to light, who was ready to suffer the consequences of her Hail Mary because this was bigger than her... but she refused to let Simon suffer too, who was trying her best to prepare him for life without her in it
Captain Ava Kaplan who lost three friends in the explosion that day, who knew it wasn't just Jack and Lynn but that their loss would mean she was going to lose Simon too, who hoped she wouldn't have to force him... but knew otherwise, who begged him to reconsider because she didn't want her forcing him to be the last memory he had of her, who pleaded that they do this differently and screamed at him for making this harder on them both when he threatened to sabotage the entire mission, who said that she believed in him when they drugged him
Ava Kaplan who had to make the last-minute adjustments to account for Simon, who lied to David and Elli when they asked if he had really agreed to do this, who personally packed Simon's bag, who made sure his bear was there alongside all his favorite clothes, who demanded they add more plant seeds to the Mary because she knew how much he loved plants and she never thought to ask him his favorite flower
Ava who knows she should have put is real last name because it wasn't hard to find with a little digging, who was selfish when she wrote her last name and packed the picture of them with their mothers right alongside the rest of his belongings
Ava who screamed and cried and raged when she was alone, who wished that there was any other way this could be done, who wished it could be her instead but between the two of them he was the one who knew the Mary inside out, who would never pray but spent every night of her prison sentence hoping that whatever happened he wouldn't suffer
Ava who didn't know peace until the day the Beetles came back and saw Simon's face swim into view on her monitor, who didn't bother concealing her tears from the rest of her crew when the footage began with him saying hello to her
It is day five of our character rambles and we have finally gotten to our beloved trolley operator Eva Stratt. Featuring her secret third thing with Grace, the fate of the remnants of humanity, and A LOT of blood
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Eva Stratt who was pursuing a double major in Mars and Earth history when the Quiet Rapture happened, who adapted to her new circumstances quickly because there was simply no other option, who did more than make herself useful or contribute just enough to stay on a space station because she knew better than most what became of people in times of extreme crisis, who was levelheaded and rational as she climbed her way through the ranks of the C.O.I until she was placed in charge of her own spaceship
Subooridnate Stratt who refused to give up on humanity, who refused to let them die quietly like everything else in the cold dead universe, who would ensure than when their time it would only be after they had fought the way humans have always fought, who was called cold and severe but was perhaps the most hopeful of them all because she refused to accept any other outcome
Captain Stratt who was given full access to both Z-8 and AT-5, who hand picked her crew and offered them everything they could possibly want because from the very beginning she knew that not all of them were going to survive, who went to all of their celebrations and listened to their lives from before ethe Quiet Rapture to learn what they had loved and get it for them, who learned the names and faces of their loves ones so she knew who to send their belongings to if they died, who first learned about Doctor Grace when she was speaking to Jody Moreno about her bedridden lover
Captain Stratt who recruited Doctor Grace because he was one the best scientists left out there and the other two were already on her ship, who introduced Doctor Grace to the rest of her crew with an encouraging smile as she made him welcome, who did not tolerate any member of her crew speaking ill of her newest addition, who monitored his work closely initially because she wanted to ensure he could keep up with Dubois and Shapiro but eventually because he was simply good at explaining things to herself and the rest of the crew, who knew teachers were an invaluable resource because her scientists could do their science but they could not explain it to her or anyone without sounding like they were speaking another language
Stratt who was in the company of Grace most days, who brought him to every meeting she went to and had him review every report she was given, who only let loose around Grace because he did not see her as just the Captain of her crew but as a human being, who always found time for Grace if he wasn't already attached to her side, who knew everything about his past and told him everything about her one night when they are drunk after they temporarily lost contact with the SM-8, who joined in on the celebrations because Grace had asked and there wasn't a world in which she could deny his request
Eva who was only Eva for eight years, who had begun to build a life out of the wreckage and remnants of the universe not because she had grown complacent but because she loved her crew, who knew not just the names of their living loved ones but the names of their lost one and the names of their first pets and the places they had always wanted to visit, who knew their favorites food and what their coffee orders had been before everything went away into nothing, who knew their favorite songs and what movies they had loved and their favorite books and everything that she would have known about people she loved, who was so conflicted when they found life within AT-5... because she should be happy but knew it meant another voyage was needed and this time they would need Ryland
Eva who was grateful Ryland agreed to go because he had seen the SM-8 return from every voyage so far, who was so happy she didn't need to use her last resort and hid the tranquilizer in her desk before personally escorting Ryland to the SM-8, who oversaw every aspect of the SM-8's journey... who heard them scream as they fell off the map
Eva who wished they had just died because it would be less painful than when the radio connect with her ship, who sat alone in the control room sat by the radio for weeks and waited. It was never enough for the black box to connect... maybe it wasn't even real. But there were days when she could hear Ryland begging for her to come save him, hurling curses at her for sending him to die after promising he would be okay
Captain Stratt who ordered the rest of her crew to refocus their efforts onto the burner subs so they could begin another expedition, who was called cold and heartless, who began sending convicts down into the oceans of blood, who had gotten very good at salvaging SM models
Stratt who screamed when she saw Colt because for a moment she forgotten that there was another Grace out there and all she saw was the ghost of a man she sent to die, who was about to do it again
Stratt who was harsh with the convict that wore Ryland's face and voice, who outright refused to be involved in his mission and passed the burden onto her subordinates, who refused Jody's requests to let Colt and instead told her to guide him instead if she was so insistent he come back
Eva Stratt who heard Colt say he had found the SM-8... that he had found Ryland, who would do anything to get that information, who had gotten so good at salvaging these ships
Eva Stratt who had her crew weld her into the SM-14
Eight years wasn't enough time, but it was her seven minutes
We're so close to the fic being posted! Are you excited? I'm gonna throw up so excited to share it with all of you! But for now we'll all have to settle for day four of our character rambles. Today is everyone's favorite, Rocky!
People who requested to be tagged: @trexiva, @sisiren
𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ who was always odd, from the very day he hatched from his clutch he had been an anomaly, smaller than his parents and the rest of his clutch mates, who took longer to learn their language than the rest of his clutch but was quick to pick xenonite manipulation and construction, who has always been good at creating and had always been too stubborn for his own good
𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ who always had something to say once he had a "suitable grasp" on language, who spoke with purpose and using all that he understood to properly convey his meaning, who was odd and strange but still well liked amongst colleagues because of his skills, who was confident in his capabilities and his grasp of his position, who wasn't often questioned when it came to engineering because he was the expert, who was stubborn and odd in everything he did but that mattered little when compared to his skills
𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ who fell in love with ִ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♪‧₊˚♪ immediately because they had questioned his design with evidence rather than baseless complaints, who was enamored during every argument and followed ִ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♪‧₊˚♪ around simply to see what else they thought of his work (though it often came off as arrogance and purposefully picking fights), who enjoyed teaching ִ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♪‧₊˚♪ everything he knew about engineering with extensive and wordy explanations
𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ who immediately set to work creating his and ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♡ˎˊ˗♪‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪ home the moment they agreed to be his mate after a year of courtship, who took the time to learn more about their work and the specimens they were keep so he could construct the ideal lab for them to work, who dedicated every aspect of their home to something they would enjoy, who didn't have a single conversation that didn't involve him say their name at least twice and showing off their carapace pieces melded into his carapace
𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ who could tell something was worrying ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♡ˎˊ˗♪‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪ and was the first to hear out their concerns, who brought ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♡ˎˊ˗♪‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪ concerns to other Eridian scientist plural, who wasn't surprised when he was asked to not only construct the ship but to be on the crew, who agreed to go on the ship because he would help save Erid, who would make sure ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♡ˎˊ˗♪‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪ wouldn't mourn their specimens because of things that were out of their control
𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ who wasn't ready to leave, who lingered as long as he could and sang harmonies promising he would return as soon as eh could, who promised that he would not come home until he could save Erid
𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ who never stopped working on the ship, who monitored the condition of the fuel tanks and doing maintenance so often that crew decided it was simply easier for him to sleep near fuel tanks, who didn't realize something was wrong with crew when they became slower and took longer to wake from sleep, who began to worry when crew eat less, who knew something was wrong when first member of crew didn't wake up
𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪☣︎₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆☣︎ who made it to Tau Ceti system alone, who watched all crew go to sleep and never wake up, who was not a scientist and didn't know where to begin, who made a promise to not come back unless he could save Erid, who would die trying if it meant even the smallest chance Erid would be saved
𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪☣︎₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆☣︎ who spent many years alone, long years, lonely years, no crew, no answers, no life...
𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪☣︎₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆☣︎ who saw the first glimpse of hope in many years in the form of a strange alien ship
Tripple checked my math one more time just to be sure because Court specifically has been fucking with me. I swear he's trying to kill me, everyone has been so well behaved when it comes to this but that sarcastic motherfucker won't let me rest and I'm convinced it's personal
People who requested to be tagged: @trexiva, @sisiren
Simon
1970
Eden is founded during the Vietnam war and slowly begins to build up its ranks with widows, disabled veterans, and other people left homeless or vulnerable due to the war
1990
Ava Kaplan was born on a unseasonably cold spring evening
1993
Simon was born on the hottest night of June to people no one would remember
1994
Simon's father dies
1995
Simon's mother joins the Eden cult after being evicted from her home
1997
Simon (4) is removed from his mother's custody and placed under the care of the Father with the other children of Eden
2005
Simon (12) gains the moniker Butcher due to his "violent" outbursts and is placed away from the other children, left in charge of the generators and repair work, he begins to teach himself engineering
2015
Irina Petrova discovers the Petrova Line
The Petrova Taskforce is formed
Ava (25) scouts areas somewhere for the project to begin being led when two of her people are killed by Eden members, she leads the raid on the Eden compound and claims it as the base for the project until they relocate
Simon (22) was arrested after being caught trying to go back into the Eden compound for reasons he refused to divulge
2017
Astrophage is discovered by ArcLight Probe
scientist begin doing their science and Project Hail Mary begins
Ava (27) goes through the files of all those raised in Eden, and begins to relocate them to places better suited for their care
2018
Simon (25) is removed from prison and put to work as an engineer on the Hail Mary at Ava's (28) request, he begins to get real instruction from professionals
2023
Jack (37) and the backup engineer are killed in a mishandling of engine fuel
Simon (30) is launched into space on the Hail Mary
Time Dilation Bullshit (aka where the fic starts)
"4 Years" Later (Earth Time: 2037)
Simon (34) wakes up alone on the Hail Mary
Elli (39) and David (42) are both dead
Rocky and Simon meet
Grace (38) and Simon meet here
Grace
2323
Courtland Gentry was born on a day no one would remember
2331
Tom Ryder was born June 13th
Colt and Ryland were born July 8th, their mother dies days later from an infection
2333
Jody Moreno was born February 23rd
2338
Their father tries to kill the twins (7), Colt (15) kills him first
Colt is arrested hours afterwards and the twins are given to their maternal grandmother
The twins meet their new next door neighbor, Jody Moreno (5)
2345
Jody (12) gets her first camera and begins to document every summer with her best friends, the trio try to make every summer more interesting than the last
2347
Ryland (16) graduates high school early and is given a scholarship to study microbiology on a space station orbiting Mars
Colt (16) and Jody (14) see Ryland off
2349
The twins grandmother dies
Ryland (18) doesn't come to the funeral, Colt (18) and Jody (16) don't visit him that summer
Colt leaves to pursue his dreams in L.A, six months after he'll enroll in stunt training
2351
Jody (18) enrolls in film school in L.A where she's later reunited with Colt (20) and meets Tom Ryder (20)
2352
Jody (19) asks Colt (21) and Tom (21) to act in her short film for class
Ryland (21) comes home for the summer and briefly dates Tom
2353
The Quiet Rapture
Court (30) was taken in by the newly formed C.O.I and trained as a spy
Colt (22) and Jody (20) who were visiting Ryland (22) on an space station orbiting Mars survive
Ryland (22) who was studying strange "space dots" halts research after Quiet Rapture happened
2354
Ryland (23) proposes his theory that not all life was lost in the Quiet Rapture and that something had moved them instead, connecting it to the "space dots" he had been studying, he is effectively excommunicated from academia and sent to live on Filament Station where he can be monitored but no longer cause trouble, he takes up teaching as the most qualified person to do so
2356
Claire was born on a spaceship that her parents stole from Eden in their attempt to escape the cult, they do not make it far
2358
Colt (27) is injured while repairing a ship for the C.O.I, after he is stable enough for transport they send him to Filament Station
Ryland (27) and Jody (25) take shifts constantly monitoring Colt, he cannot run away from them when he is bedridden in a universe where there is nowhere else to go
Court (35) is sent to infiltrate Eden and gather as much as he can from them, he asks after his brothers and is told only that they're alive, that if he wants to see them again he will need to earn his freedom
2360
Colt (29) gets back to work despite protestations from both Ryland (29) and Jody (27), he insists that he can work perfectly fine with the aid his cane and takes odd jobs around Filament Station
Jody is offered a job working with Eva's crew and helps to develop and enhance the cameras on the SM models, she splits her time between the Eva's space ship and Filament Station because Colt refuses to relocate and she will not abandon him no matter how much he frustrates her
Court (37) discovers what he believes to be the most important thing Eden is hiding. Not the last tree or one of the moons, not the seeds, but a little girl with a faulty heart
Claire (4) was the first child born in Eden since the Quiet Rapture and they treat her as such, her blood feeds the soil well
2361
Ryland (30) was scouted by Eva, offered a role on the crew of the SM-8, and accepts the job
Colt (30) protests and argues with Ryland every day until he leaves on Eva's spaceship, it is the last time they will ever speak to each other
Court (38) begins to care for Claire (5) with supplies he's been stealing from Eden and the C.O.I, nothing else matters but her survival
2368
Ryland (37) goes on his first and final voyage aboard the SM-8 (he will no longer be included in the timeline from here on out)
Colt (37) refuses to believe that Ryland is dead, he would know if Ryland had died, he breaks things off with Jody (35) and decides to search for answers to Ryland's disappearance since she won't tell him
Jody spends her time mapping the blood ocean with the information gathered from every voyage below and tried to find where the SM-8 fell off the map so she could attempt to retrieve Ryland's body
Tom Ryder (37) "coincidentally" reunites with Colt and offers him info on the blood oceans if he could provide information on the C.O.I in return
Court (45) prepares Claire (12) for their eventual escape from Eden, teaching her the layout of space station until she knows it inside and out
2369
Filament Station was destroyed by the brothers of Eden, resulting in sixty two deaths not counting those who were from Eden
Tom Ryder (38) is taken in as prisoner, who pins the blame on Colt (38) and cites the information they had been trading and Ryland's death as motive
Colt is apprehended by the C.O.I and refuses to speak until they tell him what really happened to his brother
Court (46) uses the uproar caused by Filament Station's destruction and the C.O.I cracking down on Eden to escape with Claire (13), the data he was sent for, and seeds
2370
Colt (39) is welded into the SM-13
Court (47) comes back to the C.O.I with Claire (14) and searches out anyone who can tell him about his little brothers, he is pointed to Jody (37) who has not spoken since the loss of the SM-13 and SM-14 days prior
We've made it to day three! I debated for a while about who this one should be about but ultimately decided on Adrian. Mostly to give myself a break between the lore heavy humans if I'm being entirely honest. Not having to consult a timeline is a genuine blessing (╥ᆺ╥;)
Speaking of the timeline, I'm gonna post in like an hour I just need translate it from my docs!
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ִ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♪‧₊˚♪ who was known for their beautiful voice and towering height, who received countless offerings of courtship and declined each one with barely a second thought, who prioritized their research over finding a mate, who was a dedicated ecologist first and had a very long list of things they would be before they were someone searching for a mate
ִ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♪‧₊˚♪ who first met 𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ when 𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ was contracted as the engineer for their new specimens lab, who supervised the project closely from start to finish because they would rather be ground to gravel than let a single nanoangstrom be off, who clashed often with 𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ and out of sheer spite began working with him on the construction to ensure nothing was out of place, ִ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♪‧₊˚♪ who enjoyed spending time 𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ more than they thought they would
ִ࿐𝄞𝄢℘♪‧₊˚♪ who was worried they would never see 𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ again after construction of their specimens lab had concluded, who wasn't sure what notes to put to this feeling they were having, who didn't understand why everything ached in the days that followed without 𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ constantly hovering around them, who understood immediately when 𝄞:♫⋆。♪₊˚♬゚ proposed a courtship
࿐𝄞𝄢℘♡ˎˊ˗♪‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪ who was one of the first to realize that something was wrong because the wildlife they'd been studying had begun to behave erratically, who saw that all those not within their home lab were already beginning to show signs that something was changing, who was brought onto the project with 𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ because all Eridian plural knew they made a good team, that they worked best when together
࿐𝄞𝄢℘♡ˎˊ˗♪‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪ who wasn't ready to say goodbye to 𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ but knew they couldn't prolong the inevitable, who was confident that 𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ would return to them safely and when (not if) he returned they could have a clutch of pebbles and spend the rest of their days focused on their family and their science, who stayed long after the ship had launched, who went back every day listening for the distant sounds of a ship come home
࿐𝄞𝄢℘♡ˎˊ˗♪‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪𓇢𓆸 who was no longer know as 𝄞:♫♡ˎˊ⋆。♪₊˚♬゚𑣲⋆ mate or proud ecologist not even as one of the many Eridian plural to work on the ship but instead as a widow, who refused every courtship without a second thought because there was only one who they would love, who watched the condition of their home worsen, who watched their specimens begin to die slowly and nearly broke down when the ones within their lab became sickly, who dedicated their life to preserving life on Erid and waiting for the return of their mate, no matter what other Eridian plural believed
Adrian‧₊ 𑣲⋆.ᐟ♪ who knew Rocky ₊ ♬゚𑣲⋆ would come home to them
Welcome to day two of our character rambles, today’s character is Courtland Gentry! The surprise addition to our dysfunctional Grace-Seavers family!
People who requested to be tagged: @trexiva, @sisiren
Courtland Gentry who didn't remember his mama very well, who lost her so young and his father never left them a single fucking picture to remember her by, who only remembered that she asked him to take care of Ryland and Colt no matter what because that's what big brothers are for
Court Gentry who raised the twins, who taught them how to walk and talk and everything their father should have been teaching them, who was patient and compassionate and loving towards the boys that looked at him with big eyes full of so much love it made him fucking sick to remember they were here because mama died, who couldn't help but feel just a little bit of resentment deep down that maybe he would still have his mama if they weren't here, who hates himself for thinking that way
Court Gentry who loved his brothers so much that taking care of them came as natural to him as breathing by the time he was a teenager, who did his best to shield them from their father, who failed once and nearly lost them both, who couldn't see anything but his baby brother sobbing and shaking while the other laid on the ground barely breathing the both of them soaking wet, who didn't have time to think before he was beating their father to a bloody pulp, who knew where the gun was kept, who had been taught to hunt deer and finally turned his weapon on a monster
Court Gentry who was hauled off to prison on a distant space station for killing their father, who spent years demanding to know what happened to his little brothers and if they were okay but was told nothing, who could only hope they were okay... that maybe he succeeded in protecting them just like his mama asked
Six who was taken in by the C.O.I after the Quiet Rapture, who was trained and utilized because skills and manpower were fading every year it mattered little that he had killed his father when they needed people, who agreed to work with them simply because it was better than a rotting in a prison for the rest of his life, who was grateful for every piece of information he was given about Ryland and Colt because fuck they were alive they were fucking alive and he could still see them again if he succeeded in his mission
Six who infiltrated Eden on orders of the C.O.I, who gathered intel for years and quietly fed it to the C.O.I whenever contact was established, who followed every order perfectly until the day he found a little girl with a heart disorder, who watched as the first daughter of Eden was marched to the tree on her trembling legs and bit back cries as they cut into her palm to feed the soil, who decided that his mission came second to saving her
Six who bartered and stole from everyone and anyone if it meant he could make Claire's life just a little easier on her, who told her stories about what life had been like before the Quiet Rapture, who held her in his arms and saved his rations for her, who laughed and smiled for the first time in years because it was almost like having Ryland and Colt back, who couldn't help but remember all those times he'd sit with them while they hid in a closet as their father drunkenly searched the house for them, who decided very early on that he would die if it meant getting Claire far away from Eden
Court who didn't celebrate his birthday and maybe didn't even remember it but cried just a little when Claire handed him a pack of gum she had kicked from a supply room in honor of the anniversary of them meeting
Court who used the destruction of Filament Station and subsequent clash between the C.O.I and Eden as his chance to get Claire far away from it all, who barely escaped with their lives after commandeering a ship, who was wounded and beaten and bloody but was alive because he was good at taking punches and even better at throwing them back, he had done it for years in prison and years before shielding his baby brothers, who would do it again now for his daughter
Court who refused treatment for his wounds until Claire's were treated, who still refused until someone took him to Ryland and Colt, who didn't understand why no one would tell him where his babies were
I’m alive! To say simply, I’ve been way busier than I thought I would be these last few months and haven’t had as much time to write as I would like BUT In six days I will be posting the first two chapters of my roleswap fic! Once that happens I'll be posting a chapter every other week and (hopefully) some one shots within the same universe sporadically. I'm confident that I have enough chapters written ahead of time to keep that schedule up but we'll see (´∇`'')
For now though, every day until I post the fic I'll be posting character rambles (like I did for Simon, Grace, and Colt)
Todays character is Jody Moreno!
People who requested to be tagged: @trexiva, @sisiren
Jody Moreno who was twenty years old when the Quiet Rapture happened, who was taking a break from film school to go on a trip with Colt to visit Ryland on a space station he'd been interning at, who brought all of her equipment with her just in case the inspiration struck her
Jody Moreno who worked hard to keep the three of them together during the collapse and reformation of society, who worked twice as hard when Ryland pissed off the wrong scientists with his theories and got them removed from the main space station, who put her passion aside in favor of using her skills with cameras to help the older folks and gain favors, who stayed up late at night tinkering with old discarded cameras that had been gifted to her since she was one of the few people left how knew to repair them
Jody Moreno who was coming to terms with her life of odd jobs and repairs because it meant coming back to spend her evenings with the twins, who enjoyed listening to Ryland settling into his role as a teacher, who loved spending time teasing Colt even if it meant patching him up because he was taking on dangerous jobs for their sake again
Jody Moreno who thought she might have died when Colt broke his back while on a job at distant space station, who worried over anything while they waited for him to be stable enough to transport, who spent six months worried that he was going to die far away from her
Jody Moreno who's skills were enough to have her be noticed by the C.O.I, who was offered a place Stratts personal ship if she came to work for her, who couldn't say no to such a deal because they had the best care for Colt
Jody Moreno who helped developed the first X-Ray cameras for the SM-2, who was present for some of the first trips to Z-8 and AT-5, who focused solely on improving the cameras affixed to the subs and the quality of the pictures they received from the subs, who took care of and advocated for Ryland when he became part of the team of researchers, who tried to get Colt to say goodbye to Ryland before he left but watched in frustration as the twins refused to so much as look at each other
Jody Moreno who was there when they lost contact with the SM-8, who couldn't get it through to Colt that Ryland was dead and gone, who fought constantly with the man she loved since they were children, who watched as he walked away from her bitter and hurt because the last time he spoke to his brother had been an argument over something pointless now, who continued her work on the SM-13 in the hopes that maybe through some miracle she could find and save Ryland… or at least give Colt a corpse to bury
Jody who didn't hear a word from Colt for two years, who was so devoted to her work she didn't even realize who was welded into the SM-13 until she heard his voice come in from the radio
Jody who begged and pleaded with Eva to get him out of there, who advocated for his release even after learning about the role he played in the destruction of Filament Station, who never gave up hope even when they lost contact with the SM-13, who doesn't know what to say when a man she thought had died in the Quiet Rapture comes to her one day and asks where his little brothers are
Jody Moreno-Seavers who mourns like a widow because she is one
I'm sorry, i just saw someone apologize for reblogging someone else's art so much??? Has Tiktok seriously ruined SHARING POSTS YOU LIKE for the whole internet bc of a fear of "spam liking"?!?
SPAM LIKE MY STUFF. REBLOG ALL MY POSTS. PLEASE INTERACT. SEND ME STUPID ASKS. CRAVE CONNECTION IN YOUR ONLINE SPACES!!!! AS SHOULD WE ALL!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!
I will never EVER in my life judge someone for liking and sharing the things I post— IN FACT, I BEG IT. I wanna open my notifications to y'all being FREAKS in my comments and tags and everything. PLEASE.
Basically everything involving Simon's life on earth has been mapped out and fixated. Details like his relationships with his crew members or siblings in Eden will be added as I write
As for Grace I'm working out a few details, mostly about how old he would've been when the Quiet Rapture happened and how he survived so long in the SM-8. Also trying to decide if Colt should live or die, we'll see!
I haven't gotten into Rocky's part in the au as much as I would like to have, so I'm taking suggestions. I would swap Rocky and Adrian for a total role swap situation, but I am believer in BIG Adrian, they would not fit on the Hail Mary, I fear. So, we still get Rocky with Simon and Grace, just this slightly different version of them