wouuuuuld you ever write sersi/dane eternals fic
m, my friend, that is truly my heart’s ultimate desire at the moment! i found this glorious fic by @bipeterparkers, which is essentially the first idea that i was trying to tackle, done infinitely better than i could ever hope. so that was a bust and i was dead in the water.
but then? i had another idea, because i am a caffeine addict at my core. please have the rudimentary beginnings/explanation of further happenings below:
teach me about tomorrow | I COULDN’T PASS THAT UPPPP
Sersi’s meant to be orienting to her new position at half eight - just under three minutes from now, a glance toward her phone informs her - not stalled six back in a queue, lamenting her lack of a macchiato.
[When one has an infinite number of centuries waiting in the wings, wasting them seems the worst sort of crime. Or so Sersi consoles herself, rather convincingly, as she misses the mark her latest alarm should’ve ensured she hit.
Completing her doctoral course, her woeful grasp of the hours each day had afforded assisted her in blending beautifully with her peers - everyone inhaling dust in cramped study carrels, blinking owlishly at scrawled revisions or research, and perpetually tardy in equal measure.]
She could’ve shifted the entire filtered pitcher of water into iced coffee as she’d left this morning, of course she could’ve, but shedding Student Sersi is still weeks away, so. Here she stands. Despite the expectation that heads of department adhere to a schedule from the outset. Surely that’s best practice...
then she never actually gets her coffee and does indeed end up pulling some out of thin air
and dane comes into the lounge/breakroom/how do the english speak and there’s water that in a snap is coffee, leaving him very confused
he’s ready to inquire but ends up having to cover for her, on this, day one, because she left her id at starbucks and the one she morphed her flat keys into is missing the magnetic strip that grants entry into staff areas ... +1 for the buddy system; it’s like handcuffed together but for professionals destined to be more than colleagues
[insert four additional times dane catches her creating coffee!]
basically? yuppp, have some excessively jumbled flail!
