“Fine. If it will make you happy, I’ll reassign the 181st to system defence duty and restrict her access to classified material, but I will not bust her down for groundless fears. As soon as there’s some solid evidence that she’s been co-opted, I will act. Not before.” “That is, of course, your right,” Hunt replied frostily. “I simply hope that you don’t come to regret that decision.”
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The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 25
A second update for The Hungry Stars this month, getting things moving a bit more. On Nibiru, Echo’s shenanigans continue, while elsewhere in the galaxy, Dr. Proctor gets a visit by Agent Barnswell and the intelligence operative’s intentions are certainly not what they seem. In the Black Veil, the Compact and Red’s fleet clash over… Continue reading The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 25
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 23
Natalya took a deep breath. “The first race that the Evea’shi met kidnapped and enslaved them. The second killed the first and would have killed them. The third species they met deceived and attacked them and then were killed themselves. In this formative period of their cultural, every species they encountered has done nothing but use or try to kill them. And so, every species that they’ve met since, they consider to be their Enemy, to be a threat to them – if not now, then in the future – because they’ve never known anything else.”
The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars – Interrupt: Revolution
This month’s update to The Hungry Stars is a long-awaited (sure, why not?) interrupt, showcasing more of Nibiru’s tumultuous history. There’s been a lot of speculation about what happened between the Triquetrans and the Confederate refugees, and this instalment should shed a little light on those events. Suffice to say, the League and the Confederates… Continue reading The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars – Interrupt: Revolution
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 22
Arykka pressed her good hand against the window, evaluating Natalya warily as the other woman approached her prison. After a moment, the redhead laid her palm over the Evea’shi’s, resting her forehead against the transparent metal. It felt cool on her skin. “What,” she began, taking a moment to keep the anger out of her voice. “Did you do to me?”
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 21
LeFay frowned. “They’re holding back.” “I know; that’s what got us worried. It should be a good sign, that despite their technological superiority, they’re sensitive to losses and aren’t committing the bulk of their fleet, but they’ve been stepping up the intensity of their probing attacks for the past two weeks.”
The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 24
As my patrons have voted for, this month’s final update is a new chapter of The Hungry Stars. In this update, we get some robot shenanigans and people reacting to robot shenanigans. Then again, you could say the entire series is about that. Ah well. In this update, Echo and the crew have had enough… Continue reading The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 24
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 20
Abigail sagged into her chair as if her spine had just turned to rubber. She’d never been so happy to see a Concord ship in her entire life. “Nigel, send them our ID back and tell them yeah, we want to declare a big fucking emergency.”
The Last Angel: Ozmandias, Chapter 8
My patreons have voted once again for some Ozymandias, and it’s time to give them what they ask for. In this chapter, we get deeper literally and figuratively into what happened to the Baheil, Harper continues to struggle with some newfound parental issues while (occasionally) dragging some truth out of Adrianna. However, Barry’s not the… Continue reading The Last Angel: Ozmandias, Chapter 8
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 19
“How’s she doing?” The nurse in attendance looked up as LeFay entered the room. It took her a moment to recognize him; half his face was wrapped in bandages, as was his right arm. “She’s doing fine, sir. What… happened?” Donald grimaced painfully. “Ambush,” he replied tersely, stepping past the younger woman to Natalya’s bedside. She was breathing on her own; that was something. “She’s not in any pain?” he asked, changing the subject. “Not that we can tell, sir.”
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