Hiya, its me, Heart!
I honestly cant come up with an authors note, so i'll leave you all here. This took way more time than it needed to, and i may or may not be procrastinating on my other stories. The formating is also a bit weird, but thats cause i was experimenting.
This story was heavily inspired by so break the silence by ghostbandaids (on ao3!) and mayday, mayday, mayday by always_an_anxious_mess (also on ao3!), so give them both a read!
(Please do not ship the kids. i will come for your kneecaps.)
TW // death, injury.
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[Silence. Then, with a crackle, there is sound. Not very much is audible, only faint footsteps. A thump is heard, the audio distorting as it is temporarily obstructed.]
[When the audio returns, the quality is much clearer. Footsteps can now clearly be heard, along with some shuffling.]
"Hold on," [a young, female voice is heard. They are quiet, though the lack of volume is caused by their own choice rather than any audio disturbance. Some more of the previous shuffling is heard.]
[The pitch-black screen flickers, before it reveals a weary face belonging to a young girl and plain grey walls behind her.] "Hey," [the girl on screen says, visibly exhausted. Her voice identifies her to be the young female voice from previously.]
"This is Lin of the Starship 121594, also known as Starship Aonaharu. Junior crewmate 2." [Now identified, Junior Crewmate Lin chuckles. It is weak, tired, and humorless.] "Well, maybe the only crewmate."
[Lin sighs deeply.] "At 0937 AEQ Nixhalius time, on Nixhalius date 61.25.2347, the Starship Aonaharu was attacked by a rouge vessel. I was on the opposite side of the ship when the attack happened, so remained mostly unharmed." [Lin looks down, watching something not visible to the screen. After five Nixhalius seconds, she directs her attention back to the screen.]
"Mostly," [Lin says, before she continues her update.] "I can't say the same about the rest of the ship. The warp drive and the fuel tank are busted." [Lin pauses, takes a shaky breath.] "We were supposed to supply as soon as we left the dead zone, but that shouldn't be a problem."
[Tears start to build in Lin's eyes but disappear before they fall.] "Most of the damage was in the control room, as was the rest of crew. The crew-" [Lin stops. Closes her eyes.]
[When she opens her eyes and speaks, her voice is inflectionless, though she is still clearly emotional.] "Of the crew, only First Officer Elha and Junior Crewmate 1, Ezerella, survived the collision. Soon after, the First Officer died to her wounds."
[Lin's impassive façade flickers.] "I... It has yet to be seen if Junior Crewmate Ezerella will survive her own wounds. This is Junior Crewmate Lin of the Starship Aonaharu, signing off."
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[When the broadcast begins, there is both audio and visual. The video is focused on a young girl wearing a baggy orange jumpsuit, but grey walls and a bed can be seen from behind the girl.]

YOU ARE READING
The many lives and times of Lin and Ezerella
General FictionThis is just a collection of any random au or oneshot I do for my story "Weep Not For The Memories (Don't Let Life Pass You By)". Because I always have brainrot for Lin and Ezerella, even if I'm not writing for them.