Donít Call Them Ruth-Less: Tales of Wynston and Quinn
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01.28.2013 , 02:39 PM |
I've been lazy! Here's a crosspost from the Short Fic Challenge thread.
January, 30 ATC: Legacy
"Nice day, innit?" Pierce Junior ambled up to where Wynston stood keeping an eye on the
's command deck. "Very starry out."
"Space will do that," said Wynston. "Under normal circumstances, anyway. What can I do for you, Junior?"
"Was just thinking about all this. The Organization, all of it. This is your life's work, yeah? What you mean to leave behind?"
Wynston looked around. "Yes, I suppose it is."
"It's a bit secret as 'things to leave behind' go."
"That's rather the point."
"But it means you're going to vanish one day without a trace, and no one to mourn. Bit of a sad legacy, if you think about it."
"The galaxy still exists with sentient life in it. That's legacy enough for me."
"That's a copout, Wynston." The Chiss, startled, looked up to meet Junior's eyes. "Yeah, I guess you've saved a civilization here and there," said the big man. "All of 'em at once on a few occasions. But at the end of the day, you're still goin' home by yourself. Isn't there something...well, sad, about that?"
Wynston blinked. He frowned. "This is about the transformative power of love, isn't it."
"People wouldn't talk so much about it if there weren't something to it. And when you meet someone who's been through so much of the same hardships, as for instance a certain retired officer now living on this ship..." He looked meaningfully in the direction of Quinn's quarters.
"I don't need a man to give meaning to my life, Pierce."
"Blast it, Wynston. I'm only looking out for you here."
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