Incolae



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    Bart didn’t often think about the past. It all got hazy pretty quick between the constant deaths and whatever those science people had tried to do to her when she was trapped. They were most all dead now, none of her concern.
    The future didn’t worry her either. The universe carried her, like a leaf on the wind, to exactly wherever she needed to be and exactly whoever needed to die.
    Nah. All that mattered was the present, and whatever was nearest.
    A gun.
    A snack.
    A car.
    A machete.
    And then the universe brought her Ken.

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    They live together. Sort of. It’s more like she wanders into his apartment every few weeks to sleep in his bed, eat all of his food, and occasionally fuck the shit out of him.

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    He’s well aware that she’s probably, definitely going to kill him eventually.

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    Project Marzanna doesn't attract as many scientists as Project Icarus. Mainly because the scientists who work on Marzanna have a bad habit of dying.

    Companion fic to Project Icarus. Bart-centric, though Dirk plays a key role and makes a few appearances.

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    "Why don't you go shower while I get dinner started?"

    Trinity's mouth opens and for a brief second, nothing comes out. It's not that she doesn't have words. She has too many words, stacked in her throat like plates she's afraid to drop—a series of things she would love to vomit at Yolanda's feet, purging them from her body so that she doesn't have to carry them around anymore. But that's not what she asked. Trinity swallows hard, choking down her desire to be difficult. Now is not the time for complaints. Instead, she forces a weary smile, and hedges, "You don't have to do that."

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