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"Thank you, Sir D'Arcy, Miss Johanna... All of you." A surprising round of reassuring voices went up as the Director scanned the room, causing him to bow his head in gratitude. There was a certain kind of... firmness to his voice, an underlying current of inflexible timbre that lent it a kind...

"Ascalon." Tilde's eyes seemed to gleam for a moment as Roman regarded her steed. She darted forward, craning her head into his field of view, with the silver skull-faced Super in the background. "A machine doesn't need to be glorious." She explained, wagging a finger in his face. "If it's...

The sound of running water filled the bathroom. It wasn't enough to drown out the pounding in her head, like hammers raining against the inside of her skull. Tilde Curtaine watched her own blood circling the drain, hunched over the sink, the taste of her own blood filling her mouth. She knew...

August 28th Armored Train "Pelegri" West Siberian Plain En route to Germany The rattling of the traincar around them would have made anyone a little nauseous, but after a little while? It wasn't so bad. It was definitely a far sight better than the rattling the orbital forces were taking, so...

September 18th, OE 102 Citadel City, Perindor Perindor Citadel Garden The hour was late. A cool breeze filtered through the gardens of Perindor, past the bridge, the only sound being the distant hooting of owls, the chirping of crickets, and the gentle babble of a stream. A man sat cross...

"What a mess." Nestled within the wreckage, a dark, spindly form watched the drifting debris. Its bladed fingers were curled around the end of a long-barreled cannon, flexing irritably, as it turned a tall, pointed head to the side, further scanning the surroundings. Its other arm loosely held...

Death in all directions, encircling her like the hangman's noose. Shambling, lurching corpses of nightmares from beyond the realm of possibility, true monsters in every sense of the word. The vicious tentacles snapped out, ready to impale her - but this time, she was ready. Focused. The white...

"Yes, Lady Selene..." Ashford gave a forlorn sigh, the rapier once again being brought to his grip, as he toyed with it, seemingly absent-mindedly as he listened to the Baron's words. As she mentioned giving up her title, he cocked an eyebrow in surprise - but said nothing until she had...

"Sorry about this, kid." The Ascalon stood alone now, a dot of mercury in a sea of oil and withering foulness, its head watching the retreat of the battleship. They had come within a hairsbreadth of being completely overrun - but now, they'd done it. They'd won. There were a few precious...

"Almost..." Murmured Tilde to herself, sensing the weight of the ship as it moved. Dimidas, thank God, was following orders. Things weren't entirely hopeless just yet - but her plan was only half finished. At least the big one had stopped moving - or perhaps, it was just waiting. Watching. Her...

Now what? From the dread waters, corpses rose. Rotting flesh, like wilted leaves wrapped in Autumn's refuse, stillborn nightmares that peered with cold, cold eyes. The incoming warning sounded, causing Tilde's eyes to widen, foot slamming on the Ascalon's accelerator. "Move!" The silver...

Ze'ev managed to right himself just in time, the Shurouga pulling out of its tailspin with an unflattering fluttering of its thrusters. Its hands went up immediately, only barely managing to halt a pair of jaws from closing about its neck. Both strained against one another, and sparks flew from...

At the sound of her Comrade's voice, Tilde's eye creaked open, registering his presence. Amazing how the kid could yell over this din, she thought mildly - but, just as he had spoken, the worst of the shuddering subsided. She breathed a sigh, shoulders drooping in evident relief as the Shuttle's...

Space Shuttle Hangar Descent Flame plumed about the bottom of the craft as it entered the atmosphere, the comforting shape of their Peregrine Class retreating into the darkness above. These days, such flights were considered mundane - but that did not mean that it was impossible for things to...

"You're right, Korppi." The Raioh watched the battle unfolding in the air with an a sense of hopelessness. Eliza looked up at the Straybird's barrel, trying to find the right words. Yes, she wanted to say, yes! Of course she would throw down her weapons, if only it would end this! All the...

"A shame." Ashford dropped a small handful of leaves into the now boiling water, and poured himself a small cup. A semi-sweet fragrance filled the room as he leaned in, absorbing the Baron's words with his full attention. At their conclusion, he lowered his gaze, looking at his own reflection...

At the sound of the Baron's voice, the brush stopped cold in mid stroke, the former Noble's body tensing as he searched in his own mind for why that particular voice seemed familiar. Today was going to be one for interruptions, it seemed. He was - at least for an instant - seemingly frozen with...

The interior the Baron managed to swing herself into was... likely not what she was expecting. Industrial flooring, walling, all refurbished and littered with paintbrushes, pieces of stray metal, and only the occasional dim lamp. Were she to creep through the gloom, her footsteps would lead her...

Silence once again settled in. Moss hadn't filnched as she'd lashed out, as stoic and immovable as a granite wall. Just when it felt as if the quiet couldn't be bore for a second longer, he finally spoke. "I'm sorry." "Stop that." There was a gentle plip noise. A droplet meeting the plate's...

Moss Residence 4:05 PM The scent of brewing coffee was heavy on the air, mixed with the pleasant aroma of chili, beans, and roasted beef. Eris sat quietly at the dinner table, as Moss placed a hefty plate before her, where peas, potatoes, sliced brisket and baked beans were nestled between a...