aldhani | saltburnt

I think of you with your back to a wall. Not the ones built to tame you, but stones that will burn red rosettes up your spine before I turn them purple with my teeth. Friction is universal. My nails will welt your hips. You fight, a little. Try to get your swollen sex in my mouth; the right place for it to grow. You don't mind that I'm stronger than you are, until your thighs begin to burn. And I will eat you like an almond.

Have you ever felt like flying a spaceship should be more technically challenging than sending a comlink message?

Congratulations on your victory in the Hex Slip polls. Merry Christmas.

[cassian reads this. he blinks once, twice, three times. then:]

I have. But these messages tend to have a mind of their own.

[we are firmly NOT acknowledging the contents of that one, thank you. moving right along to:]

Is not winning what you'd call a victory? I'd call it that, too.

Must be cultural. Common values from a galaxy far, far away.

Something happen to messages before? First time I've seen it. Not a fan.

It happened where I was before this. Not surprised it's happening here, too.

How do you fix it?

[we can fly spaceships, man. we've conversed with droifs and repaired blasters. there's got to be a way.]

The network's different than anything we know, so I don't know what broke it or how to reverse it.

[as helpful as this is happy!]

Where I was before, it stopped after a few days.

I'll take that reassurance.

How are you, by the way? I've learned about Christmas and magically-assisted proto capitalism. Weather was shit, though.

[for whatever that reassurance is. it's all any of them can take, really.]

The weather has been shit. Not my favorite.

[which is as close to i've been having a nervous breakdown about it that this man will ever say.]

You've been earning coins at the market?

[:(]

I know tone gets lost over type, but you could try a little harder.

Koby gave me some. I earned a few, cooking. You could do it. Nothing like a hot stove to put the feeling back in your face. And community's good camoflage.

[no ❤️]

Or community is community. It helps to know people, especially in a strange place.

[and who's to say he hasn't been earning his own coins, thank you very much]

But it sounds like you're on your way to that.

Fair enough. I've enjoyed getting to know people in this strange place.

Do yours make the weather easier to bear? I do remember what happened to you, in the place before this one.

[freezing is a bad way to go. not as painful as starving, but the stranger decidedly has no interest in experiencing either.]

It wasn't easy, especially when the rooms were locked from the outside. That was in some ways like before. But it did help to know that I wasn't alone.

[even if he'd spent most of his time locked in there wanting to throttle alec — it'd been nice to know that he was safe.]

Want to say I would've rather been alone, but I'd probably be wrong.

[boxed in with a serial killer is a weird vibe. for ... a spree killer from space.]

Did you know them already? The ones you were locked in with?

Some better than others, and some I only just met.

[and only one, really, had been the problem.]

Was yours that bad?

I don't remember eighteen-year-old humans being a blight on our galaxy, but the ones from Earth are something else.

[and profoundly strange the boy was younger than his granddaughter—the stranger's jump-off. but he's got better manners than to say.]

Did you trust them? The ones that weren't Max.

[this actually gets a laugh out of him.]

I don't know about that. Eighteen year old humans in our galaxy did damage, too. It's a busy age.

[jezzi, maybe, would still be alive to attest to some of the things he'd gotten up to around that time; it's a thought that tempers the laugh, seals it right back up where it'd come from.

anyway:]

I trusted them. It could've been a worse group.

[it also could've been better, but]

Edited 2025-12-20 04:45 (UTC)

You're very lucky for an unlucky man.

Not less busy, now you are however old you are, it seems.

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