
Jess
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Writing Since: 2015
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Number of Stories Written: 51

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Groggily, Stef woke up and sat up one morning, blinking and feeling blurry. ”What time is it?” She asked… as it turned out, nobody, because she got no reply. She reached a hand out beside her absently for Lena, thinking her wife was probably just still asleep, but felt only empty bed. She fell back
The thoughts around her were like shifting flares of light, blown on the wind. They didn’t usually feel that way, but they did now. She’d never used her abilities like this before though, so it made sense that it might be a different sensory experience for her. Kes was darting through the city streets, Artem
”So, married, huh?” Callie asked, sitting in the kitchen early one Saturday morning. ”I know.” Lena replied, in the process of fixing coffee and making tea. The coffee was for Stef, who was still in bed, and for Callie, who they’d reluctantly granted coffee privileges to as well. The tea was for her. It felt
”I don’t get it, Alice – I really don’t, okay?” Tasha found herself asking. It was frustrating. Cute, maybe – still frustrating through. ”I mean… I’m going along with it I guess, but…” ”But what? What is so hard to understand about dressing up in snooty outfits and playing mini golf on the weekend to
Tuesday, June 11th, 2002 Anchor Beach Community Charter School ———————- The waves were a soft, steady soundtrack as Stef Foster looked out over the ocean. There were the obligatory sounds of civilization in the background as well, indistinct and long familiar. Her eyes were on the far horizon where the sky met the ocean. ”What
Kathryn shook her head a little. ”On a personal level? Not in a million years. I hate the idea of her putting her life in danger like she is… Politically? It’s hard to say, really.” She replied. ”Hard how, exactly?” Mariah asked, still carefully. ”Exactly?” Kathryn considered her answer a moment. ”Alright, since you asked…
”Kaylee! Oh, Kaylee, yes, it’s me, I’m here. Gǎnxiè suǒyǒu céngjīng shì fú – are you all right? Is Serenity…?” ”No, no we ain’t on Serenity, sorry to have to say… We’re in your shuttle as a matter of fact, River and me. We got caught out on our shopping trip when the Reavers came.”
10:37 am, Saturday, April 6th, 2013 ”Sometimes, I really don’t get you at all.” Mariana accused her brother as she searched the living room for her cell phone. ”What? What’d I do this time?” Jesus asked as he got up from the couch to get out of her way. ”Oh, you know what you did.”
Friday morning, June 26th, 2015. Lena Adams Foster blinked her eyes open and tried to think. She’d been dreaming, but now she just had that kinda tip of your tongue feeling about it. She sighed, left the world of dreams behind, and enjoyed that it was quiet and that she had the rare treat to
It was two days and some later now. The sky had patchy white clouds in it that were right now covering the sun above them. The air smelled sweet in one of the many ways it only ever did on an honest to goodness planet with trees and lakes and waterfalls and such. And at