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Note: This is a repost-as-is of a the first part of an ongoing serial story starring My Favourite Fictional Daughter first posted to Cohost on the 12th of September 2023. At time of reposting, the first volume is not complete yet (6 of 8 chapters written), and I can't promise a release schedule for it. Sorry.
BR247516-I stared mistrustingly at The Big Wet — the sea — outside her cockpit. She did not like this idea. Did not want to be here. Who knew what this structurally unsound sand — beach, her brain helpfully provided — beneath her landing struts would do to her poor ship's engines?
She looked at her operative in the overhead reflective panel that showed her every corner of the ship behind her. "No."
"Aw, come on, Merry Berry." Kyra wheedled, meeting her eyes as she packed another towel in her duffel bag. "It'll be fun, I promise!"
"I was designed in space. I was decanted in space. I was made for space." BR247516-I — Berry, as her operative insisted on calling her for some reason. Not that she minded. It felt good to be... individual. Apart. Highly illicit. Inappropriate. Extremely incorrect. But good. — resolutely countered.
"Yeah, but you go down to planets now. With me." Kyra fired back.
Berry's mouth was a flat, disapproving line as she gestured at the world outside, barely visible through the rain lashing the viewport. Drumming on the hull. "There is weather happening out there." Offended.