#dirtisms

[dirtisms-blog]

"Murph."

Cooper took a big breath, the air escaping through his nose all at once — it was strange, having memories of his daughter that seemed so close to the surface, but they were decades ago. He let his head hang, propping himself up with his forearms against his legs.

"M’daughter… I missed most of her life. I can’t take it back."

[agelessadaline-blog]

   Oh – well, at least something relatable.

   Though usually people were away from their daughters for less admirable than to hide immorality.

   But if there was one positive to living so long, it was understanding so much. Not about life – God, that never got easier – but about people.

   Now, when her eyes turned towards the stranger, there were touches of sympathy within them. “What happened?”

[augmentking-blog]

dirtisms liked for a starter

                    The voice  bubbles  as its form  scrapes  itself  into                     existence. A hologram, perhaps, a mere vision                            nothing corporeal. To reach out a hand and attempt                     to touch it  would only  result  in  disappointment;  it                     would travel right through the speaker's form.                            "    ̜̰̤ͦ͒ͮ̚W̰̦͇̎͛̃h̘̼̫̦̻̎o͇ ä̯̯͉ͯ́͐ͤͪ̚r̝͚͓̬͑̅̂͋e̼̟̻͇̪̼̎̄͋ͧ͂ͯ̚ ̣̥̖̿̿̽̏̐͛̇y͇͖̞̩̫̦o͖ͬ̿ͦ̎̉u̻͖͉͖̪̔ͬ͌ͥ̿ͅ?"                      Through the static,  the  curiosity in his voice is  strong.                      not seen a ship like this in ages    all the new starships                      are too shiny, two fancy. This? This was more archaic                      than the Botany Bay, considered a treasure from back in                      the old days.                      And this? Well, historians would definitely find themselves                      perplexed.

[agelessadaline-blog]

"I miss her."

   Join the club, is what she wants to say, every time she hears someone talk about loss and heartache and loneliness. That is her domain, and, gosh, she wish it weren't. She never would have guessed that this would be the only thing she understood, perhaps, better than any other living.

   … But she doesn't say that. Adaline isn't cruel or wicked – she's kindly, and that's why it hurts so much.

   “Who?” 

[thoughtiwasalive]

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     He doesn’t quite understand where he is, or what he’s seeing — this area is new to him, strange, but has plenty of reminders of home. Cooper tucked his helmet under his arm, eyes looking at the young woman robot android gently, with a concerned look in his eyes. A fatherly look, like how he’d look over Murph or any other children.

   ”..uh.. don’t’cha have a name?”

  Cooper gave her a faint smile, shrugging his shoulders.

    “Like, uh, I’m Josh Cooper.. from Earth.”

   Kara couldn't help but look up at the kindly voice echoing towards her. Fear had frozen her – but his gentile interaction worked towards awakening her relaxation once again.

   Don'cha have a name?

   Well..

   “Sort of.” The young android stared down at her fingers. “I had a name, but...” She went to meet the eyes of the stranger and ignore her own personal protocol, screaming in the cage of her mind. “I'm – you can call me Kara. How did you get here, Mr. Cooper?” 

[banhammered-blog]

dirtisms

Don't know what you're looking for, but it's not in here.

He shouldn't be here either, though, so. Uh.

[notaspecialagent-blog]

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    "Relax."

[ Leo's hand moves to the other man's shoulders in the hospital bed, pressing down partially in comfort and partially in restraint. ]

    "You were barely dead. It isn't a reason to try and best your personal high score."