[Sequel to Underwater Recovery]
[A/N: Hadn’t realised how long it had been since last I updated for this story, but here you are! Extra long for your wait. Valentina OC of Sarah Almeda.]
Valentina had to spend a whole day in the infirmary when they returned to the station. She had gotten a concussion, but they were able to stabilise it fairly quickly. The rest of the day was mostly applying accelerated healing, and monitoring her head.
Samus had tried to protest Valentina leaving the infirmary so soon, even though to Valentina it had felt like forever already. She wasn’t great at just lying around.
[A/N: Inspired by a dream I once had. The alien uses they/them pronouns, and only thinks of a human as it, due to lacking familiarity. Deciding on a singular version of ‘themselves’ was the trickiest part. After some consultation, I went with ‘theirself’, though just ‘themselves’, or perhaps ‘themself’, was also options considered.]
The war had lasted a long time. There was currently a lull that had lasted most of a year. In all honesty it was mostly lulls and not so many battles or campaigns these days. The frontline hadn’t moved in five years, and was now treated more as a border. Mutual exhaustion was taking its toll more than the actual fighting was. A cold war, you could say.
There was talk of a ceasefire. There was talk of peace. There was always talk of peace.
None of which really concerned the nadryn. They were a mere border patrol guard now. They had been trained as an ambusher, but there was little call for that right now. Perhaps the occasional sabotage mission, but the main mission was spotting and intercepting threats along the river that served as a natural border line.
They couldn’t really explain why they picked up the human child.
They drop down through a crack in the ceiling, so fluid they might as well count as a puddle. Solidifying into a more useful form, they look around the room.
What was this room for? What did they do in here? They wonder. Lacking data, is the consensus they reach shortly after.
Always lacking data. The mission is data-gathering, but so far very little has been found.
This room contains desks, chairs, the encroaching vegetation, and what must have been modern computers at the time. There’s also what they have come to know as “personal effects”. Figures, decorations, cups, pots of dry dirt, and picture frames. The digital ones stopped working long ago, but the ones with a physical image in them can sometimes still be read. If the frame hasn’t been damaged, if it was fitted it properly at the time, and if it has not been exposed to too much sunlight, you can sometimes still make out humans in there.
I have now finally gotten around to watching Dredd 3D, and I liked it quite a lot.
Some of you might remember Stallone’s Judge Dredd from the 90s, and if you’re from the UK you might have even read the Judge Dredd comics. Heck, maybe even some of you outside the UK have read them. Dredd 3D is a somewhat different beast from the Stallone movie, and apparently closer to the comics themselves (I have not actually read them, so I can’t say either way).
I will give a short summary of my impressions before we move onto the spoilers. The movie feels very tight and very focused. The 3D is actually good. The slow-mo is brilliant and used to great effect, and thankfully very sparingly. Karl Urban does a great job as Dredd, Olivia Thirlby does a decent job as rookie Anderson and Lena Headey delivers a very psychopathic antagonist. The movie feels like it could be the very definition of hardcore. It won’t blow your mind, but it’s a solid action movie. If you don’t mind the gore and violence, you should check it out.
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