Serpens Establishment, Ophiuchus Jericho was ‘excited.’ It was now March: the month of Olive’s birthday. There was going to be a celebration. Amendment: a surprise. Werner had been planning it thoroughly. Cadence had been attempting to ‘keep it under wraps.’ Atienna and Maria were making preparations. And Jericho’s own task: the setting. Another task toContinue reading “24.6: The Peacekeeper & Candidate in Mañana Light”
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23.[]: Travellers—A Summit, Cruzando
In-Transit, Taurus The metallic rattle of the chugging train reminded Wtorek Elizabeta of the past. She never quite liked traveling by train or v-ehicle. It always gave her kinetosis—nausea, motion sickness, dizziness, vomiting, and everything in-between. Ironically, playing train had been Csilla’s favorite pretend activity when she’d been younger. That small warmth aside, her kinetosisContinue reading “23.[]: Travellers—A Summit, Cruzando”
23.6: Peacekeeper—A Debate, Reflejando
Serpens Establishment, Ophiuchus Jericho was having what he believed was a ‘peculiar’ week. Olive had described it as an ‘annoyingly painful’ week, while Cadence said it was a ‘dicey’ week but that ‘the rewards of it outweighed the cost.’ Werner labeled it as a ‘high-risk, but productive’ week and Atienna an ‘interesting’ week. Maria hadContinue reading “23.6: Peacekeeper—A Debate, Reflejando”
22.[]: The Outsiders & The Fugitivos!
Elhaladón, Taurus The man formerly known as Wtorek Izsak pulled the trigger twice. Each bullet sent the body of the woman standing opposite of him staggering backwards. With the third bullet, the woman finally crumpled to her knees. With the fourth straight through her head, she fell forward onto the ground dead. Gamma lowered hisContinue reading “22.[]: The Outsiders & The Fugitivos!”
22.0: The Terrorists & The Saints
??? The woman on the ground trembled beneath the light pouring in from the singular, small opening of the cavern ceiling above her. Down from that light sauntered small snowflakes that melted into tiny rivers that trailed down the woman’s pale face. It was a face frozen into a twisted expression of agony. Her fingersContinue reading “22.0: The Terrorists & The Saints”
19.3: Peacekeeper, 1500 Annihilation
“Focus on a physical object you know is real.” That was what Alice had told Jericho to do if he ever became confused about the present versus the past. But that was what Jericho had been doing, and still he was uncertain. He vaguely remembered awakening on top of a wave of glowing purple waterContinue reading “19.3: Peacekeeper, 1500 Annihilation”
18.⭑-2: Saint Candidate, ∞ Schadenfreude
Talib Al-Jarrah knew he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth—granted, it was quite a bitter spoon. While most children in Scorpio during the war were out learning tactics and gun-play with the threat of an enemy attack over their heads, Talib and his family were pulled away from the war-zone and foundContinue reading “18.⭑-2: Saint Candidate, ∞ Schadenfreude”
18.[]: Peacekeepers, 2350 Verdeckt
Alice’s fascination with the human mind had developed at an early age. Of all the books her parents could’ve grabbed for her as they’d fled their mansion to the shelter during the wartime bomb raids, they had gone ahead and selected neurology and psychology encyclopedias from their library’s top-shelf. How they had thought this bookContinue reading “18.[]: Peacekeepers, 2350 Verdeckt”
18.4: Beasts, 1800 Raid
Die Hauptstadt, Capricorn Maria loved the taste of the ocean. Sometimes when she was on still waters on the ship, she would scale down the side of the hull with rope, dip her fingers into the lapping waters, and lick her fingers of the salt. Of course, she didn’t go around drinking cups of seawater.Continue reading “18.4: Beasts, 1800 Raid”
18.2: Pirate, 0600 Rally
Die Hauptstadt, Capricorn The bells were ringing again far off in the distance. The chimes swelled in harmony alongside the ocean waves crashing against the rocky cliff faces just beneath her. In-between the beats of water and the tolling brass, the seagulls bellowed loudly. It was a wonderful, relaxing melody that caused her to driftContinue reading “18.2: Pirate, 0600 Rally”
Six Chances 