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clare_dragonfly) wrote2015-01-23 11:38 am
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Fiction: On the Internet
Title: On the Internet
World: robot rights
Word count: 217
Rating: PG-13 for implied horrible things
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday, icing on the cake;
rainbowfic Antique Brass 6, The Internet has everything.
Notes: This follows The Best Boutiques (locked) and comes before She Has Her Reasons.
“Hey,” said Lola, “your friend is on the Internet.”
“What?” Dylan leaned over the back of the couch to see what she was looking at. “What friend?”
“What friend do you think?” Lola pointed at her smart watch, then zoomed with her fingers so its hologram mode took effect and the screen appeared, large as life, in the air in front of them.
There, along with a few other photos of people he didn’t recognize, was Mo. The photo was a few years old, and clearly taken before whatever trauma she’d just escaped from—but there was yet more hollowness in her eyes, more pain in the twist of her lips, than when he’d last seen her in person, when they were students.
He scanned the text quickly. It described a major company’s neglect, the horror of many people being trapped in a small room for months, the anger when it was finally revealed that they were being kept there, the relief when they were released. Mo was one of them, but she was considered missing.
A lump thickened his throat as he tried to speak. “Don’t tell her we found this, all right?” He checked out the window to make sure Mo and Brooke weren’t back yet. “That would just be the icing on the cake.”
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World: robot rights
Word count: 217
Rating: PG-13 for implied horrible things
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday, icing on the cake;
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Notes: This follows The Best Boutiques (locked) and comes before She Has Her Reasons.
“Hey,” said Lola, “your friend is on the Internet.”
“What?” Dylan leaned over the back of the couch to see what she was looking at. “What friend?”
“What friend do you think?” Lola pointed at her smart watch, then zoomed with her fingers so its hologram mode took effect and the screen appeared, large as life, in the air in front of them.
There, along with a few other photos of people he didn’t recognize, was Mo. The photo was a few years old, and clearly taken before whatever trauma she’d just escaped from—but there was yet more hollowness in her eyes, more pain in the twist of her lips, than when he’d last seen her in person, when they were students.
He scanned the text quickly. It described a major company’s neglect, the horror of many people being trapped in a small room for months, the anger when it was finally revealed that they were being kept there, the relief when they were released. Mo was one of them, but she was considered missing.
A lump thickened his throat as he tried to speak. “Don’t tell her we found this, all right?” He checked out the window to make sure Mo and Brooke weren’t back yet. “That would just be the icing on the cake.”
Thanks for reading this story! If you enjoyed it, visit my main page for all stories I've posted at Dreamwidth, or the tag for this world for more stories with this setting or characters. You can also pledge at my Patreon for exclusive patron-only stories and prompt posts.