Deryn's Nightmare part 1The air is cold, but there is a small breeze that's flowing in through a small window on the wall in the cabin. The whole cabin was dim with the light from the moon seeping in. Alek was lying in bed, trying to get at least some kind of sleep before the sun comes up. But he couldn't manage to keep his eyes closed for some reason. It was late; the moon had almost left the room when there was a frantic knock at the door.
Alek slowly got out of bed when the knowing became louder. "Hold on, hold on. I'm almost there," the boy said as he quickened his pace. Once he opened the door he saw that it was Deryn standing there. She took there in the door way, shacking and looking at the ground. All she was wearing was her buttoned up white long sleeved shirt, which was a mess as well as her blue jeans. Her hair was either just as messy, or a bit worse.
"Deryn, what are you doing up so late and why are you shacking about like that?" Alek whispered to her. He noticed tha
Deryn's Nightmare part 2"Alek, The reason why I came in last night, the way that I did, was because I had a terrible nightmare. But it was so real and vivid, I could feel, see, smell, taste, and hear everything that happened, the whole lot of them all together". She said tightening her grip on Alek. She was so scared to remember it, the shaking was an obvious answer to it. Alek held her close while she was beginning to tear up again.Deryn's Nightmare part 24 years ago in Personal More Like This
"Hey, it's okay I'm right here. Don't worry I'm not going anywhere." Alek whispered in her ear. "Aye, and I love that you are. But the dream was so terrible, there was nothing I could do about it all, everything was going out of control and one thing happ-"Deryn was in a bit of a panic and before she could finish, Alek somehow managed to kiss her softly on the lips.
"Let's just start at the beginning, shall we?" he said as he pulled back a little. Deryn gave him a big hug, and then sat up straight. Crossing her legs she positioned herself at the other end of the bed in front of A
Carried AwayNew Year's Eve 1914 in Times Square, New York City.Carried Away3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It is probably the one night of the year that the strangeness of what appears to be two well-dressed military boys from warring nations on a date is completely and totally overlooked. Deryn chalks this up as a good thing. The lady Boffin has a few more things to do in New York before they can head back to London to do... well whatever it is the Zoological Society actually wants them to do. So tonight, Deryn and Alek are on an incredibly spectacular date.
The lady Boffin gave them both a small fistful of American money as their sign-on bonus and Alek's went directly into some special hiding spot, she assumes. Hers is nearly gone. She has wined and dined her Prince like a proper gentleman. She's not really certain how this sort of thing is supposed to go, but she wanted to do something to show him how happy she is. So she pays for dinner at a restaurant and they try all of the strange American food and quietly snicker over the
Deryn's Nightmare part 4The main gate of the base was bigger than I thought. The door appeared to have been forced shut and bullet marks covered the whole the whole barking thing. The men took a defensive position around the door, covering the front and the back as the 4 riggers began to open the door. You somehow found a small device on the wall and began to play with it as I was trying to help the other men open the door.Deryn's Nightmare part 44 years ago in Personal More Like This
Finally you did something and the door had opened, and the doors slowly began to open but jammed and got stuck and we had to open it wide enough to get through, and that made so much noise that it echoed throughout the base and canyon. Suddenly as we struggled to open the door, we heard movement from inside the base.
The riggers busted the door open and we poured into the base hugging the walls just in case something came out at us. But the sight inside was no different from the world outside; it was just as big of a bloody mess. Sounds of footsteps echoed in the halls of which we were sta
Deryn's Nightmare part 3The week had passed and we arrived at the appointed destination. The view into the canyon was impossible, for there was a layer of fog the covered it. There were some tire tracks as well as foot prints from beasts. The part that worried me was there had been a fine layer of blood that splattered the floor. The Captain was wondering why there was such an anomaly that haunted the canyon, as well as the blood.Deryn's Nightmare part 34 years ago in Personal More Like This
The sun was barely rising, but it was nowhere to be seen, so the fog layer was thick. We knew that once on the ground we would lose all possible communication unless we stood out in the open. Supplies would be short, and we were ordered to get in investigate and then leave with any information that we would find and report back to the Captain as fast as we could. I was in command of the unit that was appointed to the operation and it was up to me to lead them in and out safely.
The Captain was worried about walkers and any German scientists that would be there. So he wanted to have
Trust In One Another Cht. 3Deryn was still in her room when Alek knocked. Assuming it was Klopp, she opened it smiling. When she saw it was Alek instead, she nearly slammed the door in his face.Trust In One Another Cht. 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
Before she could even move, quick as lighting, Alek grabbed her wrist. Effectively keeping her from leaving, he stepped inside her lantern-lit room and closed the door behind him. Deryn looked at him, confused. He was still covered in engine grease and a distinct air of cayenne pepper surrounded him, but she was most confused as to his expression.
Instead of anger at her concealing her secret, confusion as to her real story or betrayal because she hadn't trusted him before, his face was one of caring. Deryn tried to free her wrist from his grip, but he wouldn't let her.
"Alek-! What are you doing? Let me go, you dummkopf!"
Alek cocked his head. "Not quite the warm welcome I expected, not-Dylan."
She felt tears welling in her eyes again. Trying in vain to hold them back, her voice gained a sarcastic edge. "W
In Trenches: Part ThreeThe first thing that Deryn Sharp becomes aware of when she regains consciousness is the darkness. She's frightened for just a moment that she's been blinded. Then it all comes back to her. Escaping the Clanker camp, getting caught in the firefight, the broken communikator, Alek's fingers, the shed collapsing, the fight going right over their heads. The only part of the trail of memories flickering around her head that makes any sense is Alek's fingers. Alek's fingers are still entangled with hers, she notices, giving them a little squeeze. She spends a moment being surprised at how warm they are. But realizes quickly that they are in a tiny little space filled up by their body heat. It's what Russian fighting bears do, she remembers.In Trenches: Part Three3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Alek," she whispers.
Actually, there seems to be a lot of silence. It's warm and dark and quiet. If it weren't for her snowgear and the dirty floor, Deryn might have believed they were back in their own bed. A soldier at heart, she takes stock of
Sleep Detail(s)The former Prince of Austria-Hungary feels incredibly lucky. At the end of a very long day, he is curled up in bed next to the most wonderful person he knows. With his face right close against hers in their darkened bedroom, he can just make out some freckles and the sweep of her pale blonde eyelashes. Her breathing is deep and even. She almost always falls asleep before he does. He sometimes likes to pretend it's because he has more on his mind than she does, but he knows that isn't really true. She's as much of a tactician as he is. She's got plenty to look back on with terror, too.Sleep Detail(s)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's been a problem for both of them lately, sleeping soundly. Perhaps it's that things have slowed down a bit. That they don't have to scramble and hide to simply survive. Now that things are slower, it seems the past has some time to creep in. Now, thankfully, Deryn seems to be sleeping peacefully. He reaches out and touches her face, heart filling with something warm and deep. Two nights ago, she woke
In Trenches: Part TwoBovril the Perspicacious Loris is not, in its own opinion, having a good day. Moustache Man and Hat Lady refuse to sit still and Mr. Sharp and Mr. Von Hohenburg have been gone for too long. Usually Bovril gets to go with them. People like to have a fab around, Bovril figures in its perspicatious little brain. Or at the very least its people like to have Bovril around. And Bovril likes to be with its people. As a matter of fact, Bovril is becoming quite upset that Moustache Man and Hat Lady have not let him try to find its people. Its people are missing and the two humans Bovril's been left with won't stop arguing. Over a map of all things.In Trenches: Part Two3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I appreciate that they must have gotten inside the camp, but I am not going to accept the idea that they've gotten themselves captured there. Mr. Von Hohenburg and Miss Sharp are both very well trained. He in diplomacy as much as she in sneaking."
"I was going to suggest that they have the inverse talents," Mou
Some sort of Something-2-Alek took another step back, his eyes growing wide in disbelief is he looked from Dylan to the captain, who looked like he had choked on something, to Volger, who seemed to be smiling slightly, back to Dylan. The girl, whoever she was, seemed to be glaring at the man.Some sort of Something-2-4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When the murmuring seemed to outlast it's stay, the captain rapped his knuckles on the fabricated table. "Wot wot!" He cried. The noise finally died a fiery death. "Let's get this settled. Now," Fingers steepled once again. "Mr,-er, Ms. Sharp, I assume that your name isn't really 'Dylan', as you've lead us all to believe"
"No, sir." she replied. Oddly enough, she seemed...relieved.
"Then what is it?"
"Deryn, Sir. Deryn Sharp."
Deryn, Alek formed the name silently. He looked her up and down, as if seeing her for the first time, which, in a way, he was.
"And Jaspert, your cousin-"
"He was aware of your actions?"
"And did he take part in this deception?"
Deryn only nodded, knowing wh
Some sort of Something-1-"Mr. Sharp, your presence is required on the bridge as soon as possible."Some sort of Something-1-4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Prince Aleksander, your prensece is required on the bridge as soon as possible."
The message lizards scampered away after receiving their replies. The two looked at each other, each wondering what they had done to warrant a summons, No doubt it was something bad.
The bridge room was occupied by several people; The captain of course, Dr. Barlow, and for some strange reason, Count Volger. They stared at the children before them, letting the awkward silence grow even longer and thus more awkward. It was rather annoying, Deryn thought.
Captain Hobbes tossed a paper on the table. It landed with a hwump and turned sideways, not quite all the way so as to face Alek and Deryn, but it was clear as to what it was: A copy of The New York World, as the headline proudly proclaimed. But Deryn had a feeling that they weren't going to be looking at the classifieds...not with Aleks face plastered on the front, his dark ha
Some sort of Something-3-Deryn had been in the lady boffins 'employ' for three days. Already it was driving her to madness. At times it seemed nothing as though nothing had changed; running errands for the boffin, walking Tazza, mending clothes-she'd finally gotten the smell out of her dress shirt, and drawing. Endless drawing to fill up the time Dr. Barlow didn't have anything for the discharged middie to do. It was times like these that made her miss being a boy the most.Some sort of Something-3-4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A faint sound outside alerted Deryn that someone was on the other side of the door. She had just enough time to stand and straighten her middies uniform-They had let her keep that, at least-before Dr. Barlow sauntered in, followed by a crew man with a large parcel in his arms.
"Set it there," the lady gestured loftily to the desk and chair on the opposite wall. "Thank you." The man nodded and set the object down beside Deryn. He glanced at her with a frown and left the room. The door shut soundly.
"Now, Mr. Sharp," Dr. Barlow blinked "Pardo
Because I Was Feeling PuckishDecember 23, 1914 (Three days post-Goliath)Because I Was Feeling Puckish3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Deryn stood in the doorway of their new apartment in London. It was just a few blocks from the London Zoo, ideal for the Zoological Society's new agents. Alek watched her as she read yet another note left by Dr. Barlow. The open door brought a breeze to ruffle her blonde hair, and for a moment he imagined her topside.
"Could you come here for a squick?" she asked without raising her eyes from the paper.
He doubted she wanted the note clarified—it had been quite precise—but he crossed the room anyway, standing close, but not too close, to her, wary of the open door. Glancing out, he thought he saw a movement down the hall….
….and was thus surprised when Deryn grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into a kiss. First he was petrified—someone could see! But maybe just for a moment….He relaxed a bit. Then a moment became several moments and Alek stopped keeping time.
Deryn let go of him and what had seemed a blissful eternity became scan
Drunken Deryn: The FicDrunken DerynDrunken Deryn: The Fic4 years ago in Romance More Like This
To say that Alek was happy would be an understatement.
He had every reason to be, of course. The Great War had officially ended two days ago, and he's survived when so many others had not.
Admittedly, yes, it may have had to do with the fact that a month ago he'd left actual military service and joined Dr. Barlow's little Zoological Society. But still, the fact remained; hundreds of thousands of people had perished in those three horrible months of fighting, and Alek was still breathing.
And now he was celebrating that fact. Though not openly.
Currently, he was at a party, in a pub, one of many that was currently turning London upside down as soldiers and sailors and airmen all took let loose.
He was not alone; around him, the men who put their lives on the line for Darwinism chatted and drank and danced and sang, any and all differences between them forgotten. British, American, French, Spanish, Russian...all treated each other as brothers.
Of course, it wasn't all men.
Some sort of Something-4-We don't even use the barking engine room anymore. What could she have possibly left in there? Her skirt swished maddeningly as Deryn clomped down the passage way. She supposed you could dress her as a girl, but months of formed habits would be hard to break...and she didn't feel like letting them go anytime soon.Some sort of Something-4-4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She pushed the door open and froze.
"Mr. Sharp," Bovril jumped from his perch and ran to her.
"Aye beastie." She grinned and gathered the creature into her arms, hugging it's small furry body for a moment before setting it down. The beastie ran to Alek, settling onto the boys shoulder as he stood and wiped dust from the floor on his jacket, leaving dirty gray streaks on it. Deryn suddenly wondered if she should curtsy, but then decided against it; no point in making this even more awkward.
"Im guessing Barlow told you there was something she needed in here too?"
Deryn let out a breath. "Aye, but as you've prolly guessed by now, that was just some clever ruse."
VocabularyHigh in a tree, the former Prince of Austria-Hungary and the much decorated Midshipman Deryn Sharp were having an interesting discussion. At the very least, the discussion was interesting to Bovril. To the humans, and especially to Alek, it was merely some exellent end of the day banter; an old past-time for the pair. He was feeling especially tired today, and was especially glad when Deryn had suggested a trip to the park.Vocabulary3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Working for Dr. Barlow was hard work, especially since now he had to alternate between being a diplomat-slash-spy and a translation machine. Who knew how many Darwinists had written old manuscripts in one of the many languages he'd been spoon-fed as a child?
He didn't mind it, mostly, because wherever he was, Deryn came with him as his guard and escort. Being of like age and having fought together for so long made them an ideal pair, according to Dr. Barlow. Depending on where they were going, he was escorted by Deryn or Dylan. And somehow, though they saw nearly th
Bring Him HomeDeryn slumped down into the weathered chair, defeated. Her filthy midshipman uniform clung to her body with sweat, taking some distraction from the hot embarrassment she felt flooding through her veins at the moment.Bring Him Home5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"And I don't ever-" her mother's voice screeched with fury, her plump face turning a ruddy color with anger to match her daughter's.
"Ma, this is my passion! Ever since Da died- " Deryn sputtered out.
"No. Don't you say a word, young lady. Passion has nothing to do with it! A young woman such as yourself doesn't go hop on some warship and come back like like this!" Mrs. Sharp vigorously waved her flour-stained palms in Deryn's direction, and Deryn could do nothing but hang her head in shame.
Another set of eyes had been watching this scene, taking in the childish bickering. The brunette knew better than to get between a mother and her offspring, so he forced himself not to make a sound and drew himself to the farthest corner of the table.
"Why can't you just ac