Thick, Sticky, Morass (part 3 of ?)
Apr. 17th, 2026 11:18 pmThick, Sticky, Morass
By Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
Part 3 of ?
Word count (story only): 1285
[Morning of Thursday, 9 November of 2017]
:: The first update on Jasper’s condition puts Jules in the middle of an ethical conundrum, even though he has no influence on the situation. That’s another layer of complication. Part of the “Lodestar” arc, set in the Polychrome Heroics universe. ::
Jules closed the twelfth file box and locked it. His back remained toward the door as he picked up the thirteenth box to fill from the file cabinets when someone kicked at the door frame. “Hey, you’re Jules, right? It’s lunchtime, and it’s gonna go fast. We ended up having a sort of chili competition today.” The woman’s voice was warm and musical, but so high-pitched that a listener could have mistaken her for a preteen.
Turning, the young man checked the file cabinet, locked it, then checked every cabinet before locking the empty plastic box. Then Jules picked up his phone and tucked it into his pocket. “Thanks for waiting,” he offered. When he reached the door, he locked it behind himself with the code that the security officer had assigned to him.
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By Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
Part 3 of ?
Word count (story only): 1285
[Morning of Thursday, 9 November of 2017]
:: The first update on Jasper’s condition puts Jules in the middle of an ethical conundrum, even though he has no influence on the situation. That’s another layer of complication. Part of the “Lodestar” arc, set in the Polychrome Heroics universe. ::
Jules closed the twelfth file box and locked it. His back remained toward the door as he picked up the thirteenth box to fill from the file cabinets when someone kicked at the door frame. “Hey, you’re Jules, right? It’s lunchtime, and it’s gonna go fast. We ended up having a sort of chili competition today.” The woman’s voice was warm and musical, but so high-pitched that a listener could have mistaken her for a preteen.
Turning, the young man checked the file cabinet, locked it, then checked every cabinet before locking the empty plastic box. Then Jules picked up his phone and tucked it into his pocket. “Thanks for waiting,” he offered. When he reached the door, he locked it behind himself with the code that the security officer had assigned to him.
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