“Hey, have you ever heard of it?” came the question spoken in accented Common. “Please, don’t…” “That story. It’s an old legend. A sea tale. The Tale of the Golden Beast —” Nico Fabrizzio tightened his conducting gloves. It felt unnatural over his skin—leather mixed with bits of metal at the very tips of hisContinue reading “1.[]: Underground Doctor on the Battlefield”
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1.6: Jericho Track
Serpens Establishment, Ophiuchus “The Conductors from the Medical Department have cleared me for travel.” “So they have,” Alice Kingsley returned thickly. She sat across from him at her desk with crossed legs and arms. In front of her was a file with his name on it. She clicked her tongue. “The times certainly are tense.”Continue reading “1.6: Jericho Track”
1.4: Gloria Tango
Aboard Gloria’s Grail, Geminian Waters “Capitana, you really should rest!” “Rest?” Maria Gloria-Fernandez laughed merrily as she walked up onto the deck. “Why should I rest when there is so much to do?!” “Because you might seriously injure yourself if you don’t!” the woman replied exasperatedly as she followed Maria up the steps to theContinue reading “1.4: Gloria Tango”
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”
1.2: Morello Introduction
Twin Cities, Gemini “I’m tellin’ ya! I’m tellin’ ya!” Cadence snapped, slapping her hand against her chest with each clipped syllable. “Ya need to check me over again! What if ya missed somethin’?!” She was dressed in a loosely buttoned, long-sleeved blouse that came down to her knees. While wearing it, she knew she lookedContinue reading “1.2: Morello Introduction”
1.1: Chance Connection
New Ram City, Aries ― death? Olive woke up gagging on nothing, gripping his left hand as if it were on the trigger of a gun, and blinking away nonexistent tears from his eyes. He shot up only to double over and empty his stomach over the side of the bed. Or at least heContinue reading “1.1: Chance Connection”
Six Chances 