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”
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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”
14.4: Soldier, 0000 Miscalculation
Unoccupied Territory, Argoan-Capricornian Border From his perch in the trees, Capricornian Oberleutnant Werner Waltz scanned the clearing through his scope. Bodies littered the marshy ground below, painted over with silver from the moonlight slithering in between the skeleton forestry. The light could not pierce through the fog that crept along the fallen leaves and branches.Continue reading “14.4: Soldier, 0000 Miscalculation”
5.3: Waltz Lock-on
Abandoned Town, Capricorn “What the hell is going on here?!” Cadence repeated. Sequentially, the events leading up to this moment where Werner found himself now bashing in the head of one of the soldiers Ersatz had brought along with him had been simple. When the major had reiterated that they were to take on theContinue reading “5.3: Waltz Lock-on”
3.3: Waltz Trigger
Abandoned Town, Capricorn Werner had never been a fan of cigarettes, natural nor conductor-based. He’d never understood the novelty of them nor why their usage was so popular. The smell was unpleasant, the ashes from a fallen stub easily ruined the bottom of leather shoes, and the smoke always clogged the air. He never madeContinue reading “3.3: Waltz Trigger”
2.3: Waltz Aim
Wechseln Woods, Capricorn Werner pulled out his pocket watch and flipped it open. It was hard to read in the setting sunlight dispersed by the brambles rising around them, but he could still make out the hands. They’d been walking for exactly eight hours, thirty-two minutes, and twenty-two seconds since they’d set off from theirContinue reading “2.3: Waltz Aim”
1.3: Waltz Target
Capricornian–Aquarian Border, Capricorn The first vitae bolt that took a life had come from a conducting äußerer Blitz 43 rifle. The release of a Projector’s conducted vitae was deafening even in the midst of the battlefield, but the bolt that came from his barrel had been soundless. The man’s name tag had read Anton. HeContinue reading “1.3: Waltz Target”
Six Chances 