Summary: Nyota and Gaila talk about species diversity. In bed. (200 words exactly)
[ETA: Now crossposted here on AO3!]
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Musings on Impractical Phylogeny
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The soles of Gaila's feet are ridged in unfamiliar patterns, as if her skin is mirroring veins that run unseen beneath her flesh. "Like fissures in bark," Nyota says as she traces her fingertips along the ridges, bends her head to lick down into the furrows. "Like roots in soil."
Gaila bends her toes, taps out a little rhythm on Nyota's forehead. "And your skin is like scales, did you know? You're a fish and I'm a tree, and here we are, sisters despite that. Isn't diversity grand?"
Nyota rests her chin on the wrinkled, lumpy sheets of her narrow academy bed and grins up at her roommate and best friend, lets her eyes travel the trunks of Gaila's legs to the leaf-soft skin where they join. "Yes," she says in Orion. "A gift beyond all price."
Gaila grins, slow and hot, like amber gleaming in the midday summer sun. "Everything has a price. But we'll pay this one together."
She lifts her feet and hooks her ankles over Nyota's shoulders, tugs her up and in. "Come play with me, little fish sister. Let's see how long you can swim in sap instead of water."
Nyota goes with a laugh.
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Inspired by the 3/9/14
15_minute_ficlets word #186: bumpy
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An experiment with Google docs, since I still don't have a viable version of Word. :-/
[ETA: Now crossposted here on AO3!]
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Musings on Impractical Phylogeny
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The soles of Gaila's feet are ridged in unfamiliar patterns, as if her skin is mirroring veins that run unseen beneath her flesh. "Like fissures in bark," Nyota says as she traces her fingertips along the ridges, bends her head to lick down into the furrows. "Like roots in soil."
Gaila bends her toes, taps out a little rhythm on Nyota's forehead. "And your skin is like scales, did you know? You're a fish and I'm a tree, and here we are, sisters despite that. Isn't diversity grand?"
Nyota rests her chin on the wrinkled, lumpy sheets of her narrow academy bed and grins up at her roommate and best friend, lets her eyes travel the trunks of Gaila's legs to the leaf-soft skin where they join. "Yes," she says in Orion. "A gift beyond all price."
Gaila grins, slow and hot, like amber gleaming in the midday summer sun. "Everything has a price. But we'll pay this one together."
She lifts her feet and hooks her ankles over Nyota's shoulders, tugs her up and in. "Come play with me, little fish sister. Let's see how long you can swim in sap instead of water."
Nyota goes with a laugh.
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Inspired by the 3/9/14
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An experiment with Google docs, since I still don't have a viable version of Word. :-/
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Date: 2014-03-10 02:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-03-11 02:09 am (UTC)