#onlybonesleft

@onlybonesleft

*GASP* thank you, sunshine!!! TTwTT that's so sweet of you to say! i really love how much this fandom has inspired me, i truly did not expect all of this lmao. and i feel so lucky to have made some of my new fandom friends, it's been so much fun just, getting to explore these ideas. i think it's easy to forget how much fun it is to just toss out an idea and watch everyone roll it around like a katamari ball and just picks up more and more and builds upon itself!

said amazing friends: @sunnyfrenchfries @mechabert @filijester @robunmacadamia @allmxedup @fernet-drinker @unsaddie @emmasmoke8 @silverwolf1249 @painted-daisy-l0l @xbraveheartx @freerunner4427

between dispatch and triple frontier, i haven't been this excited to create and write in years. especially with triple frontier, like with dispatch, making those few friends that i could talk about it with has really made my experience sooo much better. i love just tossing my ideas out to them! and i love my community giving me the chance to do even more!

my a few of my TF friends: @reggiesfilthylittlesecret @misskrose @missgrom @rambling-in-purple

Anyway, just wanted you to know someone else is super duper excited to see "The Return".

"---Wars. Destruction. A brutal regime. Death. ...Sometimes even about my own."

He wished he could dream about paradise instead - a place that makes him happy, fills him with warmth and comfort he's been seeking for, at least internally so, for however long he's existing so far. Perhaps his brain lacks the image of what he considers an oasis - he's only ever been met with pictures of his old home, the people he's met there, the missions he's been a part of - and what came after; An escape, a rough landing, exploitation within white-walled, sterile rooms.

The same goes for the concept of a family, for the matter - he's never had one, so he can only guess what it must feel like to be part of one.

@onlybonesleft gets a sms starter !

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@onlybonesleft :

"Oh, and?" asked Leonard with a questioning brow.

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"What makes you so sure things will go ok? It seems the ship at times has as equal an opportunity to fail catastrophically as it is to succeed beyond our entire thoughts."

Isaiah had their arms crossed over their chest, one hand not tucked under the other arm, instead partly curled against their jaw, just along the scarring faintly visible there, pointer finger extended up along one such scar on their cheek.

There's a little mischief in her yet. More than a little, if she feels like being completely honest with herself. So Pris smiles, gesturing with the PADD in her hand to encourage him to take it.

"I'd like to give you access to my medical file. The real one."

It's past due. A few past experiences have made her wary, but she's had time enough to watch and trust. And she has a feeling his reactions will be...entertaining.

"Doctor... A little help..."