This magic, this drunken semaphore, and I

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prometheus
nogoaway
He's not sure until the day he loses the eye, but afterwards York's certain:

The Director is trying to kill him.

downtime
eponymousrose
"Tell me this isn't a cliché scenario! We're trapped down here alone in enemy territory with no hope of rescue. And I'm mortally wounded."

"You twisted your ankle, York."

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sublet
punishandenslavesuckers
York wakes up one night and Delta has to explain a few things about AI, what it means to be alive, and what it costs to be human. There is no term in human language for what Delta wants, but he can still try to explain it. York makes coffee. Coffee fixes everything.

unnamed
mumblybee
York wakes from a nightmare, the screaming sort where the pain doesn’t go away when he opens his eyes. It’s a cold kind of shrapnel that digs up deep under his ribs and straight through to his heart — a pain that movement won’t ease, that time embeds deeper.