#tempest crew

CONFESSION:

Tagged by the amazing @starsandskies, thanks hon! <3

Take an older fic (or art for my artist friends) from about a year ago or older even and talk about it, show it off and hype it up.

So, this snippet comes from chapter 17 of my long fic Wake Up. I really struggled to write it, because I hadn't written anything for a year and a half at that time and I felt like I had to literaly fight with every single word before I could write it down... But the final result isn't that bad, although it's not the best thing I've ever written. I was proud I managed to finish it!

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“All I hear is that we have to disobey direct orders, walk into a trap without a clue of what’s ahead, by a miracle get out of it somehow, and save the galaxy? That’s what we do best,” Drack grunts. “I say we go for it.”

“This is way more serious than just not following orders,” Sara objects. “Tann could declare us exiles. He’s capable of doing it.”

To everyone’s astonishment, Cora takes a step forward. “You know what? We are not having this conversation again. Fuck Tann and his stupid orders. Fuck the Third Kind. Fuck them all. We are the Pathfinder’s team. We make our own rules.”

“Well said, Cora. What a speech!” Peebee exclaims, clapping her hands with excitement.

“I couldn’t have said it better,” Gil adds.

“Who cares about Tann anyway?” Liam jokes. “But you have to promise us one thing, Ryder. No more ‘I’ll handle this on my own’. We are family, right guys?”

They all signal their approval by forming a circle around Sara. “We are family!” they shout together in unison.

Reyes, who stayed a little behind the entire time, watches them with a smile in his eyes. He never doubted that Sara’s friends would react exactly the way they did, but seeing her laugh heartily makes him feel much better about the future. Moved by the contagious enthusiasm of the crew, he too could almost start believing in a happy ending. He realizes that there’s nothing better than a loving family, and he hopes that Sara can see how lucky she is. Somehow, he wishes he could be a part of it.

Peebee chooses this precise moment to turn to him and says, “Don’t be shy, Vidal. Come on, don’t just stand there.”

“Yes, you’re a part of the team, whether you like it not. We’re in this together. All of us.” Scott makes room for him between him and his sister, inviting him in the circle.

“Whether you like it or not, I am not leaving,” Reyes announces with a broad grin as he complies and joins them. He kisses Sara on her temple and murmurs in her ear, “I’ll go wherever you go. To whatever end this may lead us, my love.”

“Oh, I know what we should do!” Peebee exclaims suddenly. “We should take a picture. One last picture all together before we officially become rebels!”

“That’s a great idea.” The others immediately agree and get into motion.

They all enthusiastically take place on the sofa and pose for the photo shoot, and Sara can’t help but grin widely. Surrounded by the people who are most dear to her, she finally feels whole. And she laughs, for real.

Now she doesn’t have to fight alone.

Cora is thrilled, obviously, and starts planning a garden immediately with charts and drawings and everything

Suvi cozies up to Cora and keeps interjecting during the planning stage to add rows of native Heleus plants

The two garden gurus keep trying to pull Jaal in to help but all he wants to plant are flowers

Liam and Peebee are both adamantly opposed to the idea at first, but then Peebee realizes that she can get out of doing work if she reprograms some remnant bots to do her chores (and everyone else's), and pretty soon she has a fleet of Observers and Creepers ready to begin planting crops

Liam sulks and tries to buddy up with Drack, and Drack plays along but secretly he already called Vorn to get advice about soil compositions and irrigation methods

Lexi reminds Liam that farm machinery exists, and he finally comes around and starts trying to hunt down parts to build a tractor

Liam has to buy most of the tractor parts through Reyes, who thinks the whole thing is hilarious and keeps requesting that they plant some tomatoes and hot peppers for him

Kallo is supportive of everyone and names off a bunch of Salarian agriculturalists that can help, but he hides in the ship away from the dirt as much as he can

Vetra is skeptical about the whole thing but Sid begs her to let her help and together they get the gene sequence for chickens pulled from storage

Avela laments that she is far too busy at the Repository of History to help out, but she makes sure to send a gardening care package containing her old archaeological digging tools

Gil tells Jill all about the project and Jill insists that their kiddo grow up on the farm, and why not all these other station kids, oops, now it's a Nexus school field trip destination