Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 31

“Your sidearm, Corporal.” Natalya held out her hand towards the Marine next to her. Almost instantly there was the comforting weight of a Colt 997 in her hand. Optimized to function with power armour systems, it was awkward for an unarmoured human to use. That didn’t stop Archer from jamming the barrel up into Arykka’s chin. …they would all say she was escaping and a threat to others… “Do you trust me?” she purred.

Weekly Drabble ‘Professionals’ and Drabble Prompt Thread

This week's prompts are 'zombie outbreak response team' from Sam C and 'the cycle continues' from LystAiP, where we dip back into Scars to see what life after the Scarring is like for a countries that was thousands of miles from the front lines. There's also a new prompt thread up for members for next… Continue reading Weekly Drabble ‘Professionals’ and Drabble Prompt Thread

Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 30

Being persona non grata to her fellow officers did have some perks, Natalya had to admit. It allowed her a certain degree of freedom in her decisions, since she was no longer constrained by the thought of repercussions to her image or career. Her mother would be proud; she’d always taught her daughter to focus on the positive side of things. Oh, she was ostracized from official and unofficial gatherings, her security clearances had been revoked, people that she’d thought of as friends and comrades were suddenly too busy for a cup of coffee, let alone able to return her comms. She could handle it if it were just herself, but Donald, Li and the remaining captains in TF 111 were getting caught in the crossfire. Things had gotten worse since Newfounding; one or two incidents had bordered on insubordination.

The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 27

This month’s latest update is now live: Chapter 27 of The Hungry Stars. In this chapter, the infiltration of the Triquetran League’s largest cloning facility proceeds. Echo is forced to deal with hostile networks with on-the-job training and put the well-being of some squishy, easily damaged organics in fate’s hands. She doesn’t care for that.… Continue reading The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 27

Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 29

Moria MacLean whimpered, pulling her knees up to her chest. She knew she was better then this, she wanted to be better then this, but she was trapped, alone in the dark aboard an alien vessel. Her crew was dead or imprisoned. She squeezed her eyes tight, hoping, praying to whomever or whatever was listening that this was all a bad dream, that all she had to do was open her eyes and she’d wake up in a Concordat sickbay.