Flight Log #2877

A1: They’re mobilising us for what? B1: Parabus apparently. Commander has taken emergency powers, so they’re saying, and he’s sending us out to some Confederate outposts...

First Bullet

Now, when I say I shot first, I don’t mean a literal bullet. Well, actually, now that I think about it, it kinda is, but isn’t what you think. It’s a tad complicated. At least, it seems to be in my head...

Keep 'em Close

Piece of advice? Keep your cards close to your chest. You don’t know what anyone else has across the table, but they’re all wondering the same thing. Keep it that way...

The Gunslinger

You notice a tome of scattered pages that lies half buried beneath the rubble of what appears to once have been an air hanger. Kicking aside the debris, you pick up the paper and leaf through the handwritten notes...

Cell

The rock-slabbed cell wall felt cold against her back. Somewhere nearby, across the room that was akin to a pit sunk into the ground, a dripping noise echoed softly. It was the only sound that made its way to Vera’s ears...

%ENTRY: E.VAULTER%

Allison Barty, beginning interview with Fractured terrorist group member Emerson Vaulter, intercepted en route to Parabus orbit sector A53. Present with me is Seeker H-Three...

Board of Representatives

Ministers, members of the board, today is not a day to be sitting in revelry or ponderance. Today is a day for action. A day to prove the worth of our position within this universe...

An Intercepted Letter

I miss you. I can’t honestly believe I’m saying that, but hey, here we are. I think I miss how I used to feel with you, just those quiet nights where we had nothing in the world but us...

Coup d’état

Veronica pushed the speared olive around her drink with a lazy finger, spinning it in circles as Jun watched her intently from across the table. “This will change everything.”

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