#peacetothefcllen

[lionheartedsoldier]

@peacetothefcllen

“Wow,” Jack muttered as he walked around the ship.  “I’ve never seen a ship like this before.”  He heard footsteps and paused, turning toward the source of them, “Hi,” he said while holding up his hands. “Sorry, but I got a little lost.  I’ll get off if you want.”

[rubrumclis-blog]

think of the children

but the booty.

[rubrumclis-blog]

hey Sam when do I get to meet the super hero friends

when u let me eat the booty like groceries.

[hissingthroughmyteeth-blog]

@peacetothefcllen ll briefing

If there was one thing SATO had over SDF, besides a general feeling of humanity and lack of zealotry, it was their food. Nothing could compare to the original, and Julia preferred not to accept substitutes. Sitting quietly at her module, she eyed her screen distractedly, still lazily shoveling food into her mouth. The whole world had,apparently, dropped dead around her, everything narrowed to her meal and, vaguely, whatever words she was meant to review before her briefing.

So of course, it took entirely too long for her to see the other’s reflection on her screen.

Freezing, Julia struggled to register how long the woman had been there, how oblivious she had really been. Swallowing hard, she set her spoon down and pushed her chair away. Rising, she turned to meet the woman’s gaze, praying to God her cheeks weren’t as red as she thought they should be.

“Lieutenant Salter?” the agent pressed, hoping she sounded more sure than she felt.