“Hey, you! Masked man!” came the shout. The source of the voice was a young man with prodigious sideburns and hair that brushed his shoulders. “Come sit with us!”
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The Mystery Man from Dym River: Chapter Two
“Can you hear me?”
A very pink face was looking down at me, with huge bug compound eyes and a metal grille where its mouth should be. Oh, I thought. I’m in Hell. Colder than I expected.
The Mystery Man from Dym River: Chapter One
The other guy fell to the ground with a guttural groan, followed by the splashy sound of what’s sometimes called a technicolour yawn. I massaged my knuckles gently – they were a little sore.
“You done?” I said, squatting down beside the guy’s head. His eyes opened, saw what must have seemed like the face of the devil looking down at him, and closed again. I raised my fist in triumph.
Don’t feel too bad for the guy; he’s a real piece of shit.
Four Reports on the Incident in the Unmappable Region: Report Three
In accordance with the Agency handbook (pages 900-940, 16th ed.), which specifies minimal contact with “suppressive” or “resistant” elements where not specifically sanctioned, I began by lodging a complaint with the Captain of the vessel (Lucille Wisdom, 67, Interluna Origin), in writing and then in person…
Four Reports on the Incident in the Unmappable Region: Report Two
So dangerous, this Marsage, but not so dangerous that you’d send more than one man to bring her in. Or gods forbid, a woman. What a joke…
Four Reports on the Incident in the Unmappable Region: Report One
Yes, the unmappable region. Why would somebody take a cruise through such an unsafe-sounding place? People climb mountains, don’t they? Stop interrupting…
The Fool’s Blade: Chapter Three
“My word,” said Duet.
“Your words,” Brakenib replied with a smirk. “I’ve put a nice shine on them, I think.” He reached for his ale, but Duet caught his wrist.
The Fool’s Blade: Chapter One
It was a sword-cane, with the emphasis more on the cane than sword…
Mexican Wave: Chapter One
“Ah, Jason!” he said, and vanished into the green again. The way the light refracted through the water vapour in the air, it seemed to be coming from all sides. Then there was the sound of a heavy switch being thrown and a loud extractor fan whirred into life. The vapour billowed into the small box vents that dotted the ceiling, and Jason wondered how powerful a fan you would need to take the air with them. Someone was probably working on that on one of the deeper sub-levels.
“You’re probably wondering why I called you here,” said Paine, putting a test tube full of the vapour in a rack. It seemed to be lit from within by the same green light. “I won’t mince words with you: We’ve made contact.”
“See You Around, Victrix Lament”: Chapter One
The first shot thumped through the space her head had been a second earlier, as she rolled into the room and pulled her force pistol from her belt. Black outfits. Armoured. No markings. Kill squad. She swept the legs out from under one of them and let fly with a shot at his buddy, who ducked behind Omar’s desk. Ugh. These things were never easy…
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