Twin Cities, Gemini “So, we gonna use it or what? I mean, this is a good time to use it, right? Not like there’s any better time to use it.” Stomp, stomp. Sigh. “Well, maybe we’d need to lie low or something, but it ain’t like we ain’t gonna be able to use it againContinue reading “16.( ): ELPIS Leader & Crime Leader, 0007 Filial Affection”
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16.3: Swindler, 0707 Homebound
Aquarius Cadence Morello couldn’t believe her luck She wasn’t the type to swear, but as soon as she laid eyes on Cvetka Akulova, she had to suppress her inner sailor. If it weren’t for her profession constantly forcing her to be in situations like these, she might’ve turned tail and run. Hell, if it wasn’tContinue reading “16.3: Swindler, 0707 Homebound”
16.2: Private, 0405 No Honor
Landser Wilhelm Fischer always wanted to be somebody. Anybody. He wanted to be more than his grandfather who fished day-in and day-out with a lame leg that ached every morning. He wanted to be more than his grandmother who toiled away at the bakery reading customers’ lips and because she’d lost her hearing in theContinue reading “16.2: Private, 0405 No Honor”
16.1: Captain, 0500 Insubordination
Before Volker Weingartner was hauptmann of the 212th Division of the Border Force, he was a teacher at Vollmond Elementary. Rather, he was a professor, holding first a degree in psychology and then numerous degrees in literature ranging from Capricornian folklore to classical Signum epics before finally attaining a degree in military tactics. Nothing tooContinue reading “16.1: Captain, 0500 Insubordination”
15.[]: Peacekeepers, 0700 Verschlimmbesserung
Ariesian knight-turned-Ophiuchian peacekeeper Gabrielle Law felt like she was losing her minions one-by-one. She’d lost her first, oldest, and best to a body-hopping, ancient terrorist. And now she’d lost the newest to—as Elizabeta Wtorek had said back in the Medical Department—‘fatigue’ and ‘exhaustion’ which had led to an ‘unconscious state’ for an ‘indeterminable amount ofContinue reading “15.[]: Peacekeepers, 0700 Verschlimmbesserung”
15.5: Second Lieutenant, 0310 Captured
Unoccupied Territory, Argoan-Capricornian Border Death was like a bad whiskey. Drink enough of it—get exposed enough to it—and you got used to it. Sometimes forgot about it. The bitter taste of it lessened into something shrugged at, maybe grimaced at lightly in passing. The line, smudged. Until it was someone you knew. Someone you reallyContinue reading “15.5: Second Lieutenant, 0310 Captured”
15.4: Advisor, 0101 Distance Pain
Unoccupied Territory, Argoan-Capricornian Border No matter how hard Atienna scrubbed, the blood wouldn’t come off. Rubbing her gloves against the overgrowth eating away at the stream bank failed her as did plunging her gloved hands into the stream’s icy depths. All it did was numb her hands to the point where they felt as ifContinue reading “15.4: Advisor, 0101 Distance Pain”
15.3: Lance Corporal, 0610 Enemy Encounter
Unoccupied Territory, Argoan-Capricornian Border Grenadier Klaus Kleine was accustomed to seeing dead bodies. He’d seen his first five years ago in his city-town of Buchstadt before he’d even been officially deployed. That day, the newspapers had praised Capricornian victory against an Argoan onslaught from Abschnitt 45 to 51, pushing forth celebrations all across the country.Continue reading “15.3: Lance Corporal, 0610 Enemy Encounter”
15.2: Combat Medic, 0705 Head Trauma
Unoccupied Territory, Argoan-Capricornian Border Underground doctor-turned-combat medic—Sanitäter as the rank was called in Capricornian—Nico Fabrizzio’s mind was always full of ‘what if’s. For example—what if Cadence was his little sister? What if flowers fell from the sky instead of snowflakes—instead of ash? What if conductors didn’t exist? What if the pictures at the theater wereContinue reading “15.2: Combat Medic, 0705 Head Trauma”
15.1: Advisor, 0001 Log Open
Unoccupied Territory, Argoan-Capricornian Border “—stop bullshitting, Vogt.” “It’s the truth…” “Stein’s right. Why in saint’s name would you lie about something like that? What’s wrong with you?” “Fischer, it’s the truth!” “Like how you said it wasn’t you who woke up screaming about the damn Aquarians three nights ago?” A cackle. “Vogt’s still dreaming aboutContinue reading “15.1: Advisor, 0001 Log Open”
Six Chances 