Takir was wakened from the tomb he had used to shroud and protect himself from the wrath of the Tithe and the ticked-down metabolism that kept him free of the need to respire or for his heart to beat. Hasver went into the command vault and diddled with the crew of the Archangel Gabriel, using…
Archangel Sighting
The boat was fine. Roz was fine. The baby was a bit squashed. He looked serious, little Koshi. And miffed, to be fair. Maybe serpent-lady boobs weren’t as comforting as you’d think? There was flat, unremarkable twilight as far as the eye could see. Maybe there was no more land. Maybe this was a flood…
If You Could Save One Thing
As Hasver’s dark fingers clasped the white-gloved hand of Lady Jiara, her blue wolf eyes peering at him over the rims of her dark spectacles, the Light went quite suddenly out of Hasver’s staff and the man himself; he toppled headfirst to the deck; his new Synth body undamaged by the fall. Distressed, but not showing…
Same Witch, Different Day
It seemed that the changes that stretched and colored Roz were not only of the flesh. It was evident to all of them that Seniya was not who she claimed to be. Her own flabbergasting at her failure to be satisfied by their information about Starloscet showed that even she was aware of it. Gently,…
Off They Go Again…
They all got used to Roz’ new and adapted self, though she kept clicking her teeth quietly on all the dental sounds of the Truth as though something weren’t put together quite right – which certainly it wasn’t. Out in the Pit, the machines down below were winding up or winding down, a soft glow…
Befriend the Tumor
Like many care-givers, Roz turned out to be a terrible patient. Not only did she seem to have a natural resistance to the gharolan, but her parasite seemed to have gotten the word that extinction was on the menu, and by the time the whine of the Impossible Blade droned in their ears, a greenish…
Melting Pot
The Respite contracted in on itself with the exertion of the Tech’s power. The walls became tumbling blocks and stairs and passes, all shifting, spreading, moving into and out of one another simultaneously. Hasver and Shambo wisely elected to scram through the TransMat to the recovery creche and check the device for problems. While Hasver…
Turnabout is Fair Trade
The Chirani visitor arrives on a precarious floating inverted orange cone. It offers messages of alleigance, warns of Network hazards, and is placidly infuriating. Takir escorts the creature through the massive vault doors with Roz and into the Temple where the similarly-infuriating Devotee shines a benevolent lavendar uselessness upon the whole situation. After some back…
Surgical Betrayal
Wild-eyed, Shambo staggered into the networking pit where the group of them had made beds amid the cables and synth detritus. “I think I can wrangle sonic weapons out of the Watcher, we can get the Master to barf out a Hasver, then we’ll take out the Tech on our way out and high-tail it…
Out of the Hasver and into the Fire
Amidst the Fire The complex that houses the multi-state creatures self-identifying as Erulians (and other-identifying as freakish monster brains with a spine tail secretly made of fire?) is built like a snowflake or similar recursive fractal structure. The central room is host to a terrible fungus that has fed on the energies of the machines…
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