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Chapter 4 Welcome to the Space Jam
* = Prawn talk
Ana could not deny that her experience with the prawn had affected her. In the days that followed she had no choice but to concentrate on her studies and work, which kept her very busy. And yet her mind kept trailing off and going absent as she wondered whether she should call and ask about Kyler's condition, since the wait for news was becoming unbearably and unexpectedly long. How ironic.
Of course, it was not like she cared that much, but was it really so hard to at least show they still knew she existed? She had found a wounded alien in the street and taken it to her home. She had cared for it, fed it and all without asking for anything in return but a little recognition, jeez. It had been the weirdest thing that had ever happened to her. It was slightly too much to just end like that.
So was that it?
It was not a choice of hers to care. She didn't even think she would be waiting for a call, but t
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Chapter 17 - I'll be right here
The ship, the mostly unappreciated yet undeniable emblem of the city of Johannesburg, was gone. The skyline seemed strangely blank. Even after sundown Black Jack had barely looked away from his window at the empty twilight sky. Ana exchanged one worried look with Kyler before going in the bathroom to get the dirt and traces of blood off herself, and inside she realized she could hardly recognize the woman looking back at her from beyond the mirror.
After a shower she went back to the couch, where she sat next to Kyler to watch the images that were now showing on every station, just a bunch of shots of the District and views of the ship's lift-off from all angles. It was all hardly conclusive and nothing to do directly with them or with the rest of PoHA, which made her both hopeful and restless.
Her phone rang. Amanda's voice greeted her on the other side and explained how they were being let go after a brief interrogation in which they
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Chapter 3 - There's a prawn on my couch - Part 2
* = Prawn talk
Ana felt the call of nature sometime after midnight. Maybe a long time after midnight. It took her a few moments to regain full consciousness of the events that had taken place earlier that night. When she did she looked over at the prawn.
He was still sleeping peacefully, though at some point he had moved and laid down to rest his entire body on the couch. Ana watched him for a few seconds until her bladder gave a painful throb and she had to get up.
On her way to the bathroom she heard a snort and the prawn's breathing stopped. She turned around to see him peek over the couch's arm, looking for her.
"I'll be right back, keep sleeping."
Ana disappeared behind a door and the prawn shifted lazily on the couch and started looking around at the walls and ceiling, taking in all the details that he couldn't enjoy a few hours ago for exhaustion and pain. A short while passed in which he kept himself entertained with e
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Chapter 5 Prawn phone home
"Elliot, you're crazy" muttered the boy in pajamas as he ventured into the thick, dark foliage armed with one flashlight and one pair of socks on his otherwise bare feet. The crickets chirped and the dry grass crackled, but aside from that it was all too quiet in the chilly nighttime.
The boy reached a brick wall and suddenly a strange quiet gurgling joined the sounds of the night, guiding Elliot in the dark until he found a trail of footprints, three-fingered, unlike anything he'd ever seen. He followed them despite the fear towards another forest of tall dry plants and the gurgling grew clearer. Stem after stem he made his way through, and after a few steps he uncovered a creature ugly and nightmarish.
The creature growled and screeched, waving its arms before it, and Elliot screamed, his flashlight falling from his grasp.
All around Ana there were cries of surprise and some laughter. She jumped slightly on her seat herself. After regaining po
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The clockwork collar still looked strange on Ana, as Ana's friends made a point to indicate. She hadn't taken it off much lately, except for sleeping, for example, and that implied having her mates at the university see it hanging from her neck.
"What the heck is that, Ana?" Gery laughed, signaling towards the dangling pieces of clockwork and needles. "Is it like steampunk, or something?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"It really doesn't match your colors."
"Where did you get that?"
"A friend gave it to me."
"Ooh, a friend!" Sean sung. "New friend?"
"Yeah, it's it was something silly that he made and I think he just wanted to get rid of it. I don't really know him that well, actually."
"Ana's having no trouble getting over Keith" they joked.
What everybody said about Kyler's gift was usually not at all flattering, and so after a few days she stopped wearing it to class. They were right, after all. The bronze and copper colors didn't, by any means, match her usua
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Chapter 2 - You know what they do to guys like us in prison?
After three weeks, she was already feeling sorry that she ever came to study in this city, although not at all for having dumped Keith. She actually wondered why she hadn't done it before. Sure, she missed some of the affection and, well, the other stuff, but clearly it had never been worth it. Besides, she had other things on her mind now.
She never called Rineke. She had thought about it. He was handsome. He seemed intelligent. Maybe he liked her. But then she always remembered the kind of company he kept and gave up dreaming. College was as pointless as ever. She didn't even like what she was studying! But her parents had paid for this year, so no point letting it go to waste
So she attended her classes, kept turning in assignments and day by day tolerated her roommate's habit of leaving her dirty laundry wherever it dropped. She liked her, of course, but they barely saw each other anyway but for breakfast sometimes.