Jan. 25th, 2013

mitochondriaaya: (Try Me)
The team had slept themselves out after their arrival; exhausted and hurt it was no wonder they hadn't explored much or noted things beyond 'defensible' and 'safe'. Awake again though, well, that was a different story. "Yeah, you see it?" Nevada noted comfortably to his partner.

Aya blinked blearily up at the roof of their cave and nodded. "Yeah. Forerunner. Why is the script moving?"

"It likes us." Nevada grinned and poked a bruise on her shoulder until she sat up properly. "Sure, and the other writings we've come across in the universe didn't migrate toward us..."

"They were broken. C'mon, up you go. Languages are your thing." Aya grumbled and stood up properly to peer at the ceiling. "And good mornings sirs."
mitochondriaaya: (College Aya)
She wasn't surprised when the machine picked up. She'd been in college three years, which meant the boys had doctorates under their belts, a president on their speed dial and so many other things besides and yet...


...she'd kinda hoped. "Hey," she noted when the machine clicked over. "Me. I know you guys are busy and I know I garduate in a week but...preliminary physicals for the police training is before that. I'm going to cut my hair. want to hang out?"

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