(first apologies if this is a duplicate; I got a "bad request" notification the first time I tried to send this ask) but anyhow; I saw your tags on my Lucretia post and i am not sure how to reply to tags?? but i want to see your version of that scene! (if you still want to share) I love Lucretia very much and love to see other peoples' takes on her. anyway, I hope you are having a good day!
OH MY GOD YAY!!Â
I mean, cool, whatever. I guess I could share a little bit of that fic. Thatâs fine.
(yayayayayayayay eeeeeeeeeee)
Okay, part of me wanted to blast you with the entire chapter, but thatâs 25-ish pages so Iâm forcing myself to show restraint here and only include the tail end. Thereâs a little bit of context missing, because itâs the last section of Chapter 10 of a fic that so far has at least 32 chapters, but I think it all makes sense. Itâs basically just âhereâs what happened in that cycle when everybody else was a statue personâ and it was, you know, not a good time. (Thereâs some implied Magcretia, sorry not sorry.)Â
Plus itâs really good. I know that sounds arrogant, but Iâve spent the last 4-5 years hating every word Iâve ever written, and Iâm going to enjoy this confidence for as long as it chooses to stay.
So anyway, I hope you enjoy!Â
There are no line breaks on tumblr anymore so this is the part where the actual writing starts:
When the Hunger arrived, it was a relief more than anything.
Lucretia had been in the middle of defending The Starblaster from a group of marauders climbing like ants all over the dented and hastily-repaired sides of the ship, trying to figure out if she could possibly shake them all free without having to resort to the magic sheâd deduced made it possible for the court to find her, when the sky turned dark and everything went gray.Â
And her first thought was, Oh thank Pan. (She wasnât a religious person at all, but enough time with Merle had made the casual prayers second nature.) This nightmare was almost over. In less than an hour, sheâd have her family back.
She was so close to seeing Magnus again.
âFisher, get back in your tank!â she shouted, abandoning the shield sheâd been summoning and sprinting to the helm â sheâd spent so much time this year running for her life that she could race from one end of the ship to the other without becoming winded. None of the marauders had made it onto the deck, but she felt the air above her head crackle with a spell that blazed past, and as she reached the controls she heard the now-familiar amplified voice call, âYou are under arrest for multiple counts of evading the authority of the co â what the hellâs going on here?â
Oh, great. All her friends were here. Now all she needed was for the boar and crocodile to make an appearance.
As the officer began to interrogate the marauders (his side of the conversation still blaring loud and clear), Lucretia took advantage of the confusion to throw the ship forward. Sheâd had enough foresight to keep the way in front of The Starblaster clear for just this purpose, and while a few hundred yards of ash-colored grass were flattened, she was able to get the ship into the air.
She pointed it up, away from the Hunger â up into space, into nothingness, into any universe except this one, somewhere sheâd stared at and imagined but now was finally going into âŠ
If she could get the damaged, shuddering ship up to speed and break through the atmosphere, that was.
If not, everything ended here.
A tentacle of swirling darkness stabbed into the ground inches away from her ship, forcing her to swerve hard and nearly lose her footing. She threw all her weight on the acceleration as more of the Hungerâs tentacles latched onto the planet, the labored roar of the engines nearly drowning out the screams of panic from the people below.
As The Starblaster rocketed over a shining city with strange statues and up into the sky, a whisper made Lucretia look around â before realizing it had come from inside her own head.
Weâve been looking for you.
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Yehp so it didnât preserve the line breaks (good job, Tumbl-my-bumbl. Nailing it as always), so please know that this is what that last bit from the Judges is supposed to look like:
Cool, right? Sure wish those line breaks had made it into the post. Really woulda, like, heightened the tension and all that jazz.
Still pretty good though.













