(No One is Ordinary) Inkwren x Knix

Inkwren

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His frown could be so intimidating. It was those dramatic brows. They made his face so powerful and stern. But when he insisted on being called Kitt, she smiled. The insistence softened her impression of him.

When he drew her closer and explained, her heart did a sorrowful plummet into her gut and her hazel eyes filled with tears. They almost spilled over, but those big hands were on her face and she felt everything go still.

Humanity watched as her heart rate slowed. Women toilted their heads as if hoping the man would lean through their screens and kiss them. Men paused and nodded. Damn right, they would live. Their fists clenched in a show of heroic solidarity. The head shrinkers took note of Kitt's intensity. And Sarah, she took a shaky breath and nodded.

His assurances eased the pain of knowing not only the what but the how, and together they would find the why. What was wrong with May, and where were they.

She felt her heart kick back to a normal speed as he took the pliers and continued to work.
 

Knix

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Millions watched, glued to their screens. The episode came to a break just as Kitt took the pliers and turned his back to Sarah. It was abrupt, a definite change in the display he had just showed her. Like many other brands and companies, one channel was capitalizing on the broadcasting of the footage from Sarah Coalman's bodycams. Two reporters eagerly waited to comment on the moment, to rile up the audience even more.

"He didn't kiss her?" The woman in the teal powersuit, Peggy, leaned forward, her hands flat on the desk before her. Her eyes wide.

"Why would he kiss her? They barely know each other. Besides, that was not a moment." Sparks responded. Peggy rolled her eyes.

"It would have made the moment so much more... interesting, romantic." Peggy said dreamily, clasping her hands together.

"This isn't a romance, Pegs, it's about repopulating, starting over. Right, folks? Send us your comments right away and we'll be reading them during the show." Sparks put on his signature smile.

"It can be anything it wants to be. Besides, there's no repopulating without romance." Peggy shot back cleverly. Sparks took his turn in rolling his eyes. People loved them because they bantered and argued. It set a dynamic, and it gave the show a certain dramatic flare that kept viewers even more interested. Across the world, viewers were eagerly typing away on their devices to have their opinions be heard.


Kitt jammed the metal rod into the door. It was open maybe two inches. He refused to entertain the idea of Sarah trying to squeeze through, and had instead gone to fetch the rod from the bay where he had just been working, before the incident. He put all his strength into his push, and finally the door gave way. Without thinking twice about what he was doing, he reached back and grabbed Sarah's hand. He pulled her into the control room with him as he let out an airy chuckle of relief.

"Can you bring up May's schematics and check which sectors are offline? I need to know how much we're getting from the last skip, if we have engine power, how many thrusters are working..." He trailed off. They were closer to Andromeda than they were to Earth. They needed to push through with the mission. He was sure that went unspoken. "Do you know if Rita has found a planet yet?" He asked, lowering his voice just to be a bit more sensitive over the matter. He sat down at one of the screens, quickly starting to work on the buttons to try and restart the Mayflower somehow.
 

Inkwren

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Sarah felt the same relief as he tugged her into the room. Images of being sucked into the void of space had just begun to take shape in her mind when she found herself safely in the familiar space and still breathing.

Giving him a nod she moved to Anne's station and sat down. For one beat of her heart she let her fingertips rest on the image of Anne's fiancee smiling out of a small frame.

Then his question drew her back and she looked under Rita's shared files. She tapped at the screen working her way into the data.

"She has a couple of files. One for a sun she felt would be a better power source to complete the skip relays, but it is on the very edge of May's fuel reserves." She opened another file.

"There is another, she labelled "Goldie". M class planet, but the sun isn't as good a match. It's close. Her recommendation to Peters was to burn all the skip fuel to the better sun and then use the standard engines to seek out an m class in that Suns orbit."
 

Knix

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As Sarah spoke, Kitt quickly worked through some screens of information himself. He took a break, covering his face with his hands. So there were two options, 'Goldie' or the edge of May's fuel reserves. It was a tough decision to make, one he definitely wouldn't be able to make on his own. He covered his face with his hands, rubbing his eyes. That very morning he had felt fine, but now he was tired, sick, hungry... all in one. The stress of what had happened weighed so heavily on his shoulders - the stress of what was to come.

"Jesus... May." He muttered to himself. Removing his hands, he looked over at Coalman. He got up in the next moment to look over her shoulder.

"We might not be bale to drop another buoy. We don't know how much of May's functions are available to us at the moment. It would be wiser to stay close, then. To conserve the remainder of fuel for the known and the unknown." He offered his point.

"What are your thoughts on this, Sarah?" He wanted to know. "A planet with a sub-par sun source might be life threatening." He knew that she knew that, he simply thought that he would remind her. "We decide together." He reminded her of something else. He wouldn't make a decision without her. They were either all in or not doing it at all.
 

Inkwren

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Sarah glanced at Kitt a he leaned over her shoulder to study the file she had been referring to. His dark brows and the lines at the corner of his eyes could be rakish or severe, but now under that she saw fatigue that felt more like looking in a mirror.

She reached up and touched his cheek to get him to focus on her. Offering her signature soft smile that was emblazoned across their own galaxy, she replied.

"It isn't the best world. But it isn't any worse than the moon I grew up on. Not the findings listed here anyway. Let's keep May alive if we can and not run her into the ground."

She laughed ruefully. "I mean that. I really don't want to hit the ground."

Her hand dropped to link her small hand with his. Her fingers squeezed tight. They were in this together.

****

Director Mattu and the rest of the team sighed in relief at the decision made. The planet wasn't ideal, but it was survivable. They agreed with the pair and had been crossing their fingers actually shouting at the feed to choose the nearby star, as if their voices might reach them after all.

****

In the newsroom, Peggy had uttered an audible sigh on behalf of hopeless romantics everywhere when Sarah had turned and the peripheral cameras in the collar had shifted to show Kitt's face in the crisp forward camera view.

She shot her on air partner a triumphant look before turning to her own camera crew. "And so Adam and Eve have chosen their new Eden."
 

Knix

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Sparks rolled his eyes. He was relieved, and he too looked as if he was fatigued in some way. Watching all of the drama unfolding had him tense. He leaned his elbows on the table and lowered his head, shaking it for a moment before he looked up at the cameras again. "Kitt Jackson and Sarah Coalman, everyone." He said, almost as if he was correcting Peggy. "Sole survivors on our new hope, the Mayflower." He turned back to Peggy.

"You really are a hopeless romantic, and I mean hopeless." He teased her, raising his brows in expectation of her answer.

x x


Kitt was caught up in the information on the screen. He was focusing too hard on it. When Sarah touched his face she completely shocked it out of him. He very nearly looked at her hand first, to make sure what was on his face. When he caught her eyes with his, he felt no need to look anywhere else. After all the trees disappeared, he remembered hearing that touching trees could relieve stress just by touching them. He was close to thinking that she was a tree.

All his worries were drained from him. He could kiss her for it. His eyes dropped to her lips for a moment, then he looked back into her eyes as their hands linked. "I won't let you hit the ground." He promised, running his thumb over her fingers. "The closer planet it is, then. We have resources. If we can just land then we can access them. What we need to do now is calculate our route and get ourselves there. I would need to program May to fly there herself, then take over manually to land us." He explained to her, hoping he wasn't talking too fast, or even slurring as simple fatigue took over.

There was some spark inside of him, the idea that this was still an adventure. He had Sarah by his side, too, which meant that it was an even more daring adventure. He got to prove to someone that he was worthy, strong, capable.
 

Inkwren

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When Kitt's eyes moved to her lips, Sarah felt her stomach roll slowly over. A sudden image flashed into her memory. Her father leaning over her mother as she cradled his face in her hands. The kiss they had shared had been part of Sarah's psyche, shaping her in unconscious ways. When he looked back up at her, she ran her tongue unconsciously over her lip and took in a deep startled breath.

Her father worked as a miner of one of the most useful resources in the galaxy. Black Arenacium was used in everything from dinner plates to the windows of the Mayflower. The process to retrieve arenacium was highly dangerous. He father had gotten trapped in a shaft collapse. For three days, Sarah had watched her mother try to be strong without fully understanding what was going on. Sarah had only been 5 at the time. When he had finally come home, Sarah had been asleep in her little bed in their tiny loft. Looking between the railing, she had seen their relief, their sorrow. They were a team. They survived.

She could survive too. And she wasn't alone. Her father had dreamed of a life of adventure, and he'd been faithful to a dangerous life of drudgery instead. Because he loved his girls. For the first time, Sarah was excited to be where she was. In spite of the lose of her friends and crewmates, she was on the adventure of a lifetime and she wasn't alone.

"May....well, she listens to you. But I can calculate the route and run the scans as we get closer. So we know more about...home."
 

Knix

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Kitt silently chastised himself, for looking at her lips the way he had. Fine, he's had a crush on her for a while, and he had been watching her for a while. He just never thought that he would have real interaction with her. He was convinced that he looked like a stalker, trying to figure out by watching her vlogs if he was ever in her footage, or if he had finally found that blind spot. He figured it was best to stay away from her. If he had the guts to be on film, then he would have attended the press conferences regarding the Mayflower all this time.

Still, he couldn't help but feel an urge to get closer, to touch her more, to feel her. He got a hold of himself, or so he hoped. He licked his lips too, then cracked a smile for her.

"Home." He repeated after her, his smile breaking into a flat line. He took a deep breath. He wasn't planing on staying with the others. He wanted to return to their old home, with May. He focused on her hand, picking it up and pulling it slightly closer to him. He played with her fingers, carefully entwining his with hers.

"As long as we stick together. You calculate the route and I'll get back to restoring the systems." He let go of her hand. As he got up me squeezed her shoulder. He wanted to make more intimate moves, to prove that he was comfortable with her, but he didn't know if it was alright. She was comforting him, but he wouldn't exactly be comforting her if he liked touching her that way.

"I have to admit. We have been planning on running on rations, but with just you and me we can feast till our crops grow." It wasn't exactly an upside, but there were things he was trying to look forward to.
 

Inkwren

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Sarah felt stronger and safer with the contact. The intimacy that would have made her uncomfortable or shy in other circumstances was welcome now. It never entered her head that his touches might mean interest deeper than the common need of survivors. As it was she smiled brightly, a smile that only he could see. She had move anonymity than her companion.

She bumped her shoulder to his hip as he rose. "There is that." Her tone was flat and caused a roll of laughter through their audience. The food aboard the Mayflower, while highly nutritious, had become a joke among the crew and the Galaxy. She gasped, paused and then spoke. She wasn't afraid he wouldn't appreciate her words; she was simply shy and cautious by nature.

"Actually, I remember some thing my father and his "rockdogs" would do when they were in a new tunnel." She glanced at Kitt. Speaking of her humble upbringing had been carefully spun by the powers that be back home. Now there was no media liaison trying to draw out tidbits of her life that they could dress up and soundbite for the masses. "They would leave food, water, portable light sources in different parts of the rigs they used to dig and haul out ore. The idea was that no matter what, there would be a emergency food supply accessible. Maybe we should do that...around May. So if..." She stopped. She didn't want him to think she didn't trust his ability to pilot the Mayflower. But things went wrong.

***

Director Mattu smiled to himself as he watched the feed in the quiet of his office. "That's my girl." He had known that Sarah had a wisdom that was could not be taught and Kitt was a man worthy to meet any challenge.
 
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