Smut, Gen, Angst, Fluff, Anything, Everything. PFL era, Post war, Pre Canon, AU, ETC, Full starter or pic prompt, drop it like it's hot Brackets or Prose whatever you're comfortable with Tag and go!
"What ends badly?" Wash asks, glancing back over his shoulder at the advancing figure. The rain doesn't feel so good now. It's getting darker, the lightning flashes closer, and he can't see the house. "York! What's going on?"
"This fight-" They fought. They spoke, they fought- he'd fallen. Been shot? He's never seen her on his own though and yet-
How does he know her. how does he know this? They aren't anything to one another, he's an AI. He's Wash's AI, he is meant to protect wash but why can't he remember-
"What fight?" Wash asks. There's a flicker of aqua coloured armour out of the corner of his eye, and he wants to turn to look but York is practically dragging him by now.
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How does he know her. how does he know this? They aren't anything to one another, he's an AI. He's Wash's AI, he is meant to protect wash but why can't he remember-
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