Stellar Cafe

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imagine being on your lunch break, and your supervisor comes over to your table, tells you to stand up in front of everyone. they draw everyone's attention to your thighs. they tell you that you have broken the dress code because of the length of your shorts. they tell you to go change (so you do not get the rest of your lunch break). they do this every single day at lunch. every day. so you read the whole dress code front and back, and you choose your clothing carefully to not break it. you bring a cloth tape measure with you to work because they will not believe you. this time when your supervisor tells you that you're breaking dress code, you pull out your tape measure and show that you are within the limit. your supervisor says "I bet you wouldn't want me to bring you to the boss and let him measure it, would you?" it's clearly a threat: if you don't obey then you will be put alone in a room with your boss and he will touch your thighs. you don't know how to respond. you're taken out of lunch again.

Imagine, after decades of your world becoming colder and colder, you are saved. A single Eridian, the only one of twenty three to survive, arrives in an alien ship, accompanied by a creature you can barely conceive.

Everything about the alien is so loud, hinges formed from tissue thumping and stretching in constant movement, even while unconscious. Completely organic, reliant of oxygen and hydrogen. Instead of a protective carapace, it regrows its damaged tissues. It has senses you do not, and technology so unlike your own, both able to utilise a force you have never heard of. The same force that killed almost your entire mission team. Highly adaptable, able to teach itself how to fly its ship in under a week, able to become fluent in the engineer's dialect in less than four years.

And if Erid's best engineer is correct (and there's no reason it wouldn't be), this creature not only managed to breed a predator of the warmth-taker to survive in various atmospheres, including Threeworld's, but also turned around to provide aid when it discovered that the predator could escape xenonite.

And you think: Surely, this creature which protects itself without a carapace, which sleeps so lightly and knows so much and learns so quickly, which saved two planets at the cost of ever returning to its thrum, surely, a creature so extraordinary must have a name to match

And you think: Perhaps it is strength, Mountain-Base or Lonsdaleite-Carapace. Perhaps it is intellect, Diamond-Claw or Lockpick-Mind. Perhaps it is courage, Song-Through-Silence or Path-Carver

And you think: None of these names hold the true weight of what this creature is to them. How do you describe something like that, which aids without expectation of anything in return, which risks its own life for the sake of a species it cannot touch, which performs miracles simply because it was asked.

You know what else orbits 40 Eridani A in fiction?

Vulcan.

So im just picturing the pre-Starfleet Vulcans knowing damn well about the Petrova line, and trying to logic out the problem years into the future for how best to solve it (bc I guarantee you not one of them thought "lets just build a big fuck off ship and travel to Tau Ceti to figure it out that would be improbable to weild significant results") and/or they might have thought they'll still get a decent amount of warmth from 40 Eridani B and C.

And while theyre hemming and hawing and logicking out the problem, their blind rock people neighbors do the exact thing theyre debating about doing. And one of them is just like "Do we know if they know about relativity? Or radiation?"

"Idk we dont really talk to them... surely they must if theyre space faring."

Ignite by @wolfwarden

Fan Joy July is the best. I am overflowing with joy. 😊😊😊 Thank you so much, jinxedruby; this is so perfect. Wars' pose, pressed against the wagon in fear, but his expression is so defiant. And LEGEND. He looks so stressed. You got it exactly how I pictured it. Everytime I look I see new details. The blood running down the side of his face. The glow of the fire-hot sword. The colors look so good, soft but vibrant.

>we save people from fires

>fires can kill anyone, including queer people

>we also save queer people from fires