Nothing is going to dissuade me from the visual of Allura, sitting alone at her kitchen table. A cup of tea in her hand as she reflects on the news she had received from Vox Machina. The room is silent, calm as she watches the steam slowly rising from the cup.
All is peaceful until the door slams open, rattling on its hinges, to reveal Kima standing in the doorway. She’s breathing heavily, her cheeks pink from her mad dash from the castle, her eyes glowing as she practically vibrates with barely suppressed excitement.
Markus shrugged. “It’s whatever. I’m used to fending for my own.” He chuckled softly, running his fingers through his hair as he took a drag of a cigarette. “You look at your parents with idling eyes and say, ‘I want to do what you do’. But then you think of the lonely nights when they are away. You see them whenever they come back and they look like a stranger to you.” He sighed. “Sorry, heavy shit going on in my head. What about you? And don’t ask me to continue. You look way too chipper to want this story.”
I don’t have a good explanation for this, except that @calidiousglope drew me a super cool android!Dirk and then I wrote a small essay in the tags and got ideas, and suddenly the first half of chapter one got re-written with the roles reversed, so yeah, here’s a quick android!Dirk and human!Hal in the Endangered-verse. I ran out of steam before I got to the pesterlog, sorry D: