OC-Tober Day 26: Writing A Letter

OC-Tober Day 26: Writing a letter

Prompt: Writing a letter

I used the OC-tober list made by @icannotreadcursive

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OCs: Jessie, Mark, Nick

Jessie heard a loud bird cry, pulling her attention to the open window. She looked up at the high window she left open just for the bird. The hawk swooped inside to land on a perch Jessie made just for the bird. She looked around the repair shop, making sure no one was about to pop out from any shadows. Jessie wouldn’t put it past one of them trying. It took Jessie a moment to clean her grease smeared hands before she approached the bird.

Jessie reached out to brush her finger along the hawk’s chest. “Hey, Smokey.” She watched as he seemed to puff up his chest before letting out a few chirps. “Like father like son. You two are too proud.” Reaching out, she pulled the neatly folded note out of the travel case around the hawk’s leg. The folds were even, and when she unfolded the note, the lettering was neat and in pen. That alone told her who it was from.

Nick, with how easily he took to being a leader of a group, had handwriting that looked like he had to get every thought out on paper as fast as possible. Scratchy and uneven with scratched out mistakes. The paper folded up in odd folds that seemed to work no matter how weird it was.

Mark, ever the shadow that followed Nick everywhere, his handwriting looked like he took his time to think over the written words. Each letter was written in neat and tight capitals. Even his folds on the paper were neat and even.

Jessie smiled as she unfolded the paper. There was a time written on the paper, along with a short question about food. With a roll of her eyes, she went to find a pen and paper. She ended up finding an old paper with equations on it. Scribbling them out, she flipped the paper over and wrote out an answer. Her handwriting was a mess of quick scribbles, used to writing everything out fast as the customer explained what was going wrong and where. “Been working all day. Bring something to eat.”

Jessie walked back to Smokey to slip the paper into the travel case. She passed him a treat that he snatched up before taking off out of the window to deliver her reply. Turning back to the table covered in electronics and mechanical prostheses in different states of disrepair, she went back to work. She had time to finish off some of her projects.

Smokey let out a cry as he neared his return location. A man looked up, his hood pulled low over his face. He raised his arm, the flash of metal catching the bird’s attention. Swooping down, Smokey landed on his outstretched arm. Reaching up, he scratched at the puff of chest feathers. “Was your flight safe?” He passed a snack to Smokey as another man joined him on the catwalk they were hiding on.

“What did Jessie say?”

With a huff, he reached for the travel case to pull out the paper. “So impatient, Nick.”

Nick blew him a raspberry from behind his gaiter. A hood was also pulled down low to hide his face. Mark rolled his eyes before handing Nick the letter and coaxing Smokey to move over to Nick’s shoulder. Nick reached up to rub at the bird's head as he answered his question out loud. “Awe, she’s been working all day. We have to bring food.”

“Should be something we can find on the way back.”

Nick pulled out a pen from his pocket and motioned to Mark to turn around. He used the pen to sketch out three hearts intertwined under Jessie’s reply. When he showed it to Mark, the man gave a fond but exasperated sigh. “Sap.”

“You love it.” Nick shot back as he quickly folded the slip of paper into a star and tucked it into Smokey’s travel case. “Go on, little guy. We’ll be following you shortly.”

Smokey nipped at his hood before taking off from his shoulder. They watched as he flew off before quickly falling into a debate over what they should get for dinner.

OC-tober Day 24: Kisser being cared for by someone he loves

Recently, I’ve been working on a Star Wars fic with a higher than usual number of OCs. The fic isn’t posted yet, but I thought I might put a few of these out there.

Banger after banger for prompts, this is also under a cut for length

The original post is here by @icannotreadcursive.

Day 1

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Vode didn’t get sick. Any faulty units which were regularly susceptible to things like colds or fevers were decommissioned. 

RT-1010 had managed to only get a cold once, before he was old enough to know he couldn’t. Fortunately, none of his batchmates had caught it. He didn’t allow it to become a pattern, after an older Vod warned him.

Now, though his head felt stuffed full of fluff, he suppressed the urge to cough and spoke clearly when spoken to–cutting the feed to his comm when he couldn’t resist clearing his throat. He was lucky, really. He only had flash training and chores today. Flash training was easy–barely involved talking at all, though the test would be a nightmare for future him–and he was on…well, Melt would remind him what chore shift he had. Hopefully something mindless. 

He didn’t nod off during flash training, so he was doing great.

When they were dismissed, Melt grabbed his arm to steer him presumably to his chores.

He barely figured out they were headed to medical by the time they got there. 

One of the Vode medics in training greeted them. He didn’t introduce himself. Or maybe he did and RT-1010 hadn’t noticed.

“He’s not sick,” Melt told the medic cadet firmly, “He just needs to cool off, so I figured you could practice on him.”

The medic squinted at her, then turned to the Medic Trainer who was absorbed in their PADD. “Can I practice doing a non-invasive physical on him?”

“His chore shift isn’t for another half hour,” Melt added.

“Sure,” the Trainer said without looking up. “Go nuts.”

Kisser held his breath to suppress a coughing fit. It made him a bit dizzy.

The medic cadet led them to one of the further exam spaces, closing the door behind them.

“Helmet and chestplate off,” they said.

Kisser cleared his throat softly before engaging his external comm, “I should keep the helmet on.”

The medic rolled their eyes, turning to Melt. “I need the helmet off.”

“Door’s closed, tenten,” Melt said soothingly, “Just a couple minutes.”

RT-1010 hesitated, but pulled his helmet off.

He must’ve looked like hell, because the medic swore before even doing a basic temperature check.

Melt reached out to hold his hand. RT-1010 tried not to squeeze too tightly, despite it feeling like a lifeline.

“What shift is he on?” the medic asked grimly.

“Cleaning the sonics,” Melt said. “I can find someone to swap with him.”

“Something sitting–not flash training. Worst case, put him on laundry. It’ll be too hot by half, but convince them to let him do mending. He needs to be supervised regardless.”

“Best case?” Melt pressed, squeezing RT-1010’s hand reassuringly.

The medic grimaced. “Depends on who’s supervising, but backup on comms or security. Something where if he nods off, it won’t be a problem.”

“I can do that,” Melt assured them both. “Anything else?”

“Hang on,” the medic said. RT-1010 put on his helmet as the medic moved toward the door.

Melt rubbed soothing circles along the back of his hand. RT-1010 lost focus at that point, time seeming to blur.

The medic came back, with pills and instructions. Melt listened carefully, then got RT-1010 to take one. 

Later, Kisser couldn’t say what chore shift Melt had gotten him. All he remembered was Melt keeping him safe.

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Day 25

Day 28: Taking some time to rest

Max enjoying a good book

Prompt list by @icannotreadcursive

Day 27: Meeting someone important to them for the first time

The first time Max was introduced to Sam right as Sam was planning to leave for his concert

Prompt list by @icannotreadcursive

I couldn't find any OC-tober prompt lists for this year that worked well for writers as well as visual artists, so I've made one specifically meant for both!

If you use this list, please tag me here @icannotreadcursive, I'd love to see your writing and art!

Respond to as many prompts as you want or as interest you, don't worry about missing or skipping any. Remember, this is supposed to be fun.

Plain text list below the cut:

Write or draw your OC...

1) Going about an average day 2) Getting ready for a formal event 3) In a cherished memory 4) Waking up from a nightmare 5) Trying out a different gender presentation 6) Interacting with a child in their life 7) With a pet 8) Cooking, or at least trying to 9) Eating their favorite food 10) In a different time period 11) In a different story world or setting 12) With a parent or mentor 13) Having some rotten luck 14) Encountering a wild animal 15) With their partner, crush, or best friend 16) Expressing or exploring their spirituality 17) Doing autumnal chores 18) In school or otherwise being taught 19) Exploring their relationship with their body 20) Doing something stupid 21) Exploring an unfamiliar subculture 22) Having a difficult conversation 23) Enjoying a nice drink 24) Being cared for by someone they love 25) Encountering a ghost 26) Writing a letter 27) Meeting someone important to them for the first time 28) Taking some time to rest 29) Visiting a graveyard 30) Falling asleep 31) Dressed up for Halloween!

Day 23: Enjoying a nice drink

Max having tea with their neighbours, Julinha

Julinha is owned by @br0wnieb0x

Prompt list by @icannotreadcursive