#anna grant

Avon/Anna - lacy

Spoilers

matryoshka brain is the longish anna-centric fic i planned out and barely wrote any of. I couldn’t find it for ages because i thought i had it under a different title, oops. snippet (ie. what i got so far):

“Who?”

“Kerr Avon,” the commander instructs her, which she could read in the file, that's not any useful information. “Computer programmer from the London dome. The key pressers have noticed him making a lot of suspicious intercessions on the data system not doing anything, not yet, just observing. They're convinced he's planning a major cyber attack, probably a politico. Could you look into it?”

Anna sighs deeply. She's never much liked this sort of work, the intimate, personal, one-on-one stuff – as much as her bosses say she was made for it. There isn't much room for guilt in her profession, but that sort of thing always leaves more mess to clean up after. But it's not really a request. “Of course.”

“Good.” The commander smiles at her. “Now let me get you another coffee.”

Major Stanax, fetching me coffee? Anna thinks ruefully. She must expect this one to get nasty.

*

Outside the elevators on her way home, someone is standing who she hasn't seen in awhile. Someone she did not miss. “Tarrant?”

Dev Tarrant turns to look at her the same way he always did – infuriatingly cold and impervious, and yet somehow sneering at her, knowing she wasn't meant to be there. One of those faces, she generously supposes. “Sula,” he says, reminding her who she is supposed to be right now. “I haven't seen you in awhile.”

oh this is all slower than I expected.

@mrs-underhill22 ‘s prompts! (Young Tynus and Avon having fun, Grant’s and Avon are plotting, Avon’s family photo, @mrs-underhill22 ‘s ideas were the lady here is a single mother that divorced her problematic husband)

the prompts I haven’t finished yet:

- Jenna in blue uniform (in progress, almost done)

- Vila in Avon’s black and silver shirt in Gold (in progress, far from being done)

- Rumours of Death afterwards (this is too complicated I need to arrange them a bit)

- A secret Blake prompt (haha in my ask box)

- More Grants, ok I guess this is either 12th Night (Shakespeare) mixed or PGP (I mean technically the 90s TV film 12th Night were two blond alright?)

- Uh, Fem!Gan, quite a challenge, isn’t it.

Lady Lazarus, by Una McCormack

It’s not easy to fit Killer, Countdown and Rumours of Death into consistent narrative but I’m trying.

It always bothered me in Countdown that Del Grant knew in detail what happened to Anna Grant while Avon didn’t: he heard it from Grant for the first time.