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There are seven hundred aliens hidden in Miko’s backpack, and the Galactic Security Agent currently studying her passport (hopefully) has no clue. The agent is an alien themselves, some tentacular species with assistive devices hooked into its uniform to mist its soft skin every few seconds. A puff of evaporated solution exits from one of the devices by its neck as it draws her passport closer to its pitted eyes.
➤ a scifi short story set in space, about a smuggler who left her sister behind when she left the shitty planet she grew up on
➤ but her latest mission has her returning to that planet to deliver the goods
➤ (the goods are hundreds of teeny tiny sentient bioluminescent jellyfish fleeing civil war)
➤ I enjoyed the worldbuilding, and the difficult emotions about family, and how the things that felt world-endingly true at 17 don't need to be true forever
➤ 7k words in length
