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You seem familiar

A hug, offered to a River Knight whose heart aches. Featuring @stormscream.

“You’ll always have a place here.”

Conflux, Pt. 2

Anafenza awoke with a start. She blinked her eyes, looking around in confusion.  She wasn’t in her bed – the fact that she was dry gave that fact away, since she’d long ago submerged her cot in the tub to sleep in.  She slowly sat up, taking in her surroundings.

She could hear a steady drip from overhead, echoing through the space she was in.  Stalagmites and stalactites filled her view, so she knew immediately she was in a cave of sorts.  Turning her head more she saw and recognized a sight that made her think she was still dreaming.  Shrouded in darkness, a large tree choked out by a blood-red vine that disappeared among the branches.

“Jessika’s tree,” she murmured, half-asleep still.  “Am I still dreaming?”

“If you are, this is one helluva weird dream,” came a voice beside her.  Ana jumped, whipping her head around.  A blue-skinned woman sat up, blinking sleepily.  Her face was speckled with bright-blue spots, and her long blue hair fell down behind her and onto the ground.  She looked around, and Ana could see her pointed ears for a moment, reminding her of an elezen.  Though, this woman didn’t have the same lankiness to her; if anything, she was a blue hyur with pointed ears.  Yet, Ana thought, she seemed familiar…

“Where are we,” she asked, looking at Ana again.  “And why are you naked?”

Anafenza sighed and rolled her eyes.  “I’m always naked.  You still have clothes on, don’t worry.”

The other woman looked down and back up, nodding, then looked back around the space.  “Fair.  What is this place?”

“I’ve only ever seen it in my dreams,” Ana admitted, still looking around.  “I thought the tree represented my soul, and the vine was…a curse I had inherited.”

The blue woman’s eyes widened, and she gave a low whistle as she looked at the tree.

The two women sat in silence, not sure what to do next, not sure if they were dreaming or if this was real. Finally, Ana cleared her throat.

“Anafenza.”

The blue woman turned and looked at her in confusion.  “I beg your pardon?”

“My name,” she replied. “I’m Anafenza.  Or just Ana.”

The blue woman nodded in acknowledgement, then offered a hand to Ana.  “Jess.  Jessica St. Peter, but you can call me –“

“Jessiy,” came a third voice, and the two women turned to look as a third woman stepped from behind the tree.  Ana gasped – she was wearing black pants and a black top, the shoulders of which were white. A familiar arrow-shaped pendant was attached to her chest.  But most striking was her resemblance to Jessica: blue skin, bright blue spots, blue hair and eyes.  If not for the noticeable age difference, Ana would have guessed they were twins.

Jessica noticed the similarity too and gasped.  “How…who…who are you?”

The third woman took a breath, offering a small smile.  “Commander Jessica St. Peter.”

Anafenza and the first Jessica both went wide-eyed.  The second Jessica shrugged.

Finally, the first Jessica – the younger of the two – coughed a laugh.  “Well…if we’re not dreaming…what the hell is going on?”

Conflux, Pt. 11

The women were gathered in the small room – the “transporter room,” the Commander had called it – and exchange final goodbyes.  All had been a giggling mess of nerves since they woke up that morning, though Stormy seemed a bit worse for wear; claimed she had an “accelerated metabolism” that allowed her to drink copious amounts of a drink they called “tequila,” she had woken with a splitting headache.  A quick visit to the sickbay had helped relieve the pain, and the blue girl had spent a tender moment with Doctor Dubois, sharing stories of a woman who they both knew a version of.  The Commander just watched the exchange silently, but Ana knew the expression was melancholic, as she and her Doctor remembered their fallen lover while talking about Stormy’s alive one.  Stormy and the Doctor parted with a soft kiss, and then the trio had gone on one last tour of the ship before arriving at the transporter room.

Inside, a low din of activity greeted them as many of the Commander’s officers worked to finalize the calculations that would send them home.  “It’s funny,” the Commander remarked, watching them before turning to Anafenza.  “How strange this must seem to you.  All this technology, science, generations ahead of your world.”

Anafenza nodded.  “We have technology – the Garleans make full use of it – but this…is almost…”

“Indistinguishable from magic?” Stormy smirked, winking at the Commander.

Anafenza shrugged and nodded.  “That would…be a good way to describe it, yes.  But I’ve seen magic,” she continued with a wink.  “If you can call down a meteor from the heavens, then I’ll believe it.”

Stormy chuckled, but the Commander winced for a moment, her eyes going distant to some memory she didn’t want to think of.  She shook her head to clear it, before smiling again.

The “Trill” woman, Sano, cleared her throat behind the Commander, and all three turned to look at her. She nodded, almost sadly, clearly not wanting to break up their group.  “Ma’am, it’s time.  If we want a shot at getting them home before the window closes…” She trailed off, leaving the implications hanging in the air.

The three woman took in a deep breath, turning back to one another.  They smiled, before moving in to embrace one another together.

“This was…quite an experience,” the Commander remarked.

“It will certainly be a story to tell,” Anafenza continued on with a small nod.

“No one will believe us,” Stormy countered with a small laugh, and all three laughed together.  They hugged again, Stormy turning her head to plant a kiss on first the Commander’s cheek, then turning to Anafenza to do the same. Then, Stormy and Anafenza stepped up onto the illuminated pad.  Ana gave the blue woman’s hand a quick squeeze, before they parted, standing on opposite sides of the device.

Commander St. Peter smiled at them both.  “Good luck, and whatever gods you believe in protect you.  I am so blessed to know you both.”  She winked at Stormy playfully, but gave Anafenza a genuine smile.  “You’re going to do great things, Anafenza of the Ejinn.”

There was a long pause, as the three just stared at one another for another moment.  Then, the Commander turned her head to her crew.  “Energize!”

The light on the pad began to brighten, and a chiming filled the air as swirling motes of light enveloped the two women.  Anafenza giggled a little, feeling ticklish.

There was an alert on the panel, and Sano began shouting to her team.  “Engage the chronometric navigational sensors!”

“They can’t get a positive lock!  Something is throwing the entire equation out of sorts, and the transport can’t engage.”

“It’s not that ‘aether,’ is it?”

“No, we have a positive fix on that.  But there is a quantum imbalance in her signal and the other St. Peter’s.  The buffer is having a hard time maintaining their patterns, like another variable is missing…”

The lights died down, and the chiming subsided.  Stormy and Ana looked at each other, then at the crew working.

The Commander frowned, shaking her head.  “Something is missing…but the numbers all check?  We have good locks in both time and space?”  Her crew was nodding and agreeing as she rattled off things Anafenza could not comprehend.

Stormy snapped her fingers, looking at Anafenza.  “Something isn’t missing.  Someone is…”

The Commander paused, blinking, then smacked her forehead.  “Of course…the computer can’t make a firm lock on either of you…”

“Unless you can serve as an anchor,” Anafenza finished.  “And a beacon.”

“Just like in the pocket dimension.”

The Commander hopped onto the pad and took the center spot.  “Alright Nizeri, try now.”  She nodded. “Energize!”

Sano turned to the controls as the officer there worked the panel, and the lights and chimes began anew. She smiled, continuing to direct the officers.  “Positive lock engaged, they can make it to the pattern buffer!  Engage the scanners!”

The light overtook Ana’s vision, and the chiming deafened her.

“I’ll always…remember you…both!  May you walk…in the light…of the Crystal!”

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Journal Entry 4

Its now been a few weeks...perhaps even a moon or more I cant remember anymore.  my heart still feels cleaved cloven in two.  the cafe is empty...completely dead of life.  staying in kugane is harder still...i cannot stand the wait to go to the steppes.  to see kiratai.  to find the graves.  we have so many unanswered questions and i miss them terribly