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Fandom: Repo! The Genetic Opera/Aeon Flux
Characters/Pairings: Shilo, Aeon, mention of Pavi
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Shilo wanted to be free, for sure, but definitely not alone.
Notes: Hey, this still lives. Part of the One Drop in the Gene Pool series. Halfway through the next "chapter" (since these are so short) even.
This was so much better than she could have hoped.
No rules, no responsibilities, no problems. Well at least no problems she didn't make. Shilo knew that her dad was probably having a meltdown but at least she expected no problems from GeneCo. It wasn't like she had done any mods to herself--the motto she'd decided on was mod free, live free--and Amber Sweet had been all too happy to have her sign those papers over. It wasn't like she'd asked for Rotti Largo to turn all creeper on her.
Aeon was sitting on the windowsill of their current base, impenetrable as usual. At least she didn't ask about her parents.
"So, Aeon, you liking Sanitarium Island?"
Stupid. Shilo might as well have opened with 'what's your sign, oh and I like bugs'.
"Do you really care if I like it here?" Aeon fiddled with a zippo like a smoker would, only she'd never seen her smoke. Maybe she was bored now that they were in a quiet time after all those explosions.
"Uh, no, not really I guess."
Shilo opened up one of the glossy gossip magazines she'd picked up on the way. Now that she was out and they were on every street corner, she simply couldn't resist. She wanted to know everything about the island.
The zippo flicked closed with a very distinctive clip which echoed in the mostly empty room.
Aeon pointed out the window. "Who's that?"
Shilo peeked over her knee to see. "Pavi Largo? What about him."
"I think I'd like to meet him."
Shilo thought back to all the articles, the salacious pictures she'd seen. Pavi was slightly embarrassing because he was part of that world of flirtations and boy-girl crap. Heck, her first crush was basically the first guy that had talked to her that wasn't her father, and he'd well. She got over that pretty quickly.
"Are you serious?"
"You either come or not, I don't care either way."
She bit her lip and followed Aeon out the fire escape, because while she'd wanted to be free, she'd certainly not wanted to be alone.
Characters/Pairings: Shilo, Aeon, mention of Pavi
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Shilo wanted to be free, for sure, but definitely not alone.
Notes: Hey, this still lives. Part of the One Drop in the Gene Pool series. Halfway through the next "chapter" (since these are so short) even.
This was so much better than she could have hoped.
No rules, no responsibilities, no problems. Well at least no problems she didn't make. Shilo knew that her dad was probably having a meltdown but at least she expected no problems from GeneCo. It wasn't like she had done any mods to herself--the motto she'd decided on was mod free, live free--and Amber Sweet had been all too happy to have her sign those papers over. It wasn't like she'd asked for Rotti Largo to turn all creeper on her.
Aeon was sitting on the windowsill of their current base, impenetrable as usual. At least she didn't ask about her parents.
"So, Aeon, you liking Sanitarium Island?"
Stupid. Shilo might as well have opened with 'what's your sign, oh and I like bugs'.
"Do you really care if I like it here?" Aeon fiddled with a zippo like a smoker would, only she'd never seen her smoke. Maybe she was bored now that they were in a quiet time after all those explosions.
"Uh, no, not really I guess."
Shilo opened up one of the glossy gossip magazines she'd picked up on the way. Now that she was out and they were on every street corner, she simply couldn't resist. She wanted to know everything about the island.
The zippo flicked closed with a very distinctive clip which echoed in the mostly empty room.
Aeon pointed out the window. "Who's that?"
Shilo peeked over her knee to see. "Pavi Largo? What about him."
"I think I'd like to meet him."
Shilo thought back to all the articles, the salacious pictures she'd seen. Pavi was slightly embarrassing because he was part of that world of flirtations and boy-girl crap. Heck, her first crush was basically the first guy that had talked to her that wasn't her father, and he'd well. She got over that pretty quickly.
"Are you serious?"
"You either come or not, I don't care either way."
She bit her lip and followed Aeon out the fire escape, because while she'd wanted to be free, she'd certainly not wanted to be alone.
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