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  • Sister Reduced, part 7

    Mouri was not in shape. She quickly tried to duck into a tea house – as she wasn’t dressed for a yoga session, she was sure she would be able to blend in there. She failed miserably. Ami just got in line behind her. But Mouri was too tired to run again. The two got… Continue reading

  • Sister Reduced, part 6

    “Do… I just keep calling you Rina for now?” Biralee asked as she followed her sister to the Deli. “You don’t mind, do you?” “I guess not.” “So what do you want to know about?” “Usha… isn’t the orignal Usha.” “She isn’t. Strictly speaking, she doesn’t have to exist. Still, she’s the one with the… Continue reading

  • Sister Reduced, part 5

    After their meeting, Biralee’s new ‘sisters’ seemed in little rush to integrate her into the larger group – she had her own life. There was some correspondence – feeling a bit lake occasionally catching up with a long lost friend by email – and a wave of recognition at the University – but everyone kept… Continue reading

  • Sister Reduced, part 4

    “Do you want me to call you clever?” “Why, do I deserve it?” “You make me into four people to avoid the triplets’ ire. And then you fail to name one of them.” “I was thinking Bishwas.” “Too generic. Try again.” “I think Usha is too generic.” “Is it, Aishwarya, is it?” “I’m Biralee.” Mouri’s… Continue reading

  • Sister Reduced, part 3

    “So. That’s your solution to my ‘Man Problem’, as Ma puts it?” “It’s one solution.” A pothole in the the road almost made Virika drop her phone. “I’m shaking my head. Do you believe that?” “I’m just saying that if out parents believed in arranged marriages, neither of us would be where we are right… Continue reading

  • Sister Reduced, part 2

    “Wait. So am I a shapeshifter? Or stretchy?” “Yes. And apparently you’re supposed to call it ‘elastic’. The contortionists AND the Elastic fans get mad if you don’t.” “Get mad where?” “The internet.” “That’s where people go to get mad anyways.” “They can be mad at other people. And devour my content without a word… Continue reading

  • 11: Limit Testing (2/3)

    Also at https://archiveofourown.org/works/47065192/chapters/121100356 Sombra squatted over Mei. “What are dolls like in China? Do you load up your little niños on the same pink plastic things you sell to foreigners?” Sombra started to straighten Mei out, pulling her crumpled mess into order, back on the floor. “Little fragile things – so easy to break, parents… Continue reading

  • Sister Reduced, part 1

    “You have to change names. I can be a secretary, but nothing else can match.” Usha replied to her sister. “So, like, nothing about the triplets?” Virika with her outlet of writing, had borrowed her sister’s likeness before. But asking for something in a more ‘real’ setting had to have limits, especially with the verification… Continue reading

  • 10: Limit Testing (1/3)

    Also at https://archiveofourown.org/works/47065192/chapters/119711608 It wasn’t hard to get out of the Orca. It’s model was considered vintage – Sombra could play it’s systems far more easily than a fiddle. It didn’t hold much worth examinging, one she’d gotten some food and water in her stomach – some. Not too much. The base outside had more… Continue reading

  • Sardari has an imported Nokia 7370. And a stack of batteries for it, and chargers for said batteries. As she will pause time to write a text, keeping a stock of charged batteries is paramount. Her voice mail starts with her shouting “DO YOU THINK YOU CAN SUMMON A GOD?” A pause, “Please contact the… Continue reading