Relative Gravity
FENIX ISS Dominus | Tartarus Sector By the time Fenix found his squalid new bunk, changed into his insipid command uniform, downed another fistful of painkillers, sprayed his cheek with an anti-inflammatory, and returned to the bridge, they’d matched speed 500 klicks off the unknown freighter’s dorsal side. Not
Relative Gravity
CASSANDRA Velocity Junkie | Tartarus Sector After they burned through the gate, Vel had only seconds to identify their position and angle the ship for insertion into orbit. At the speed they were moving, even a tiny miscalculation would be a disaster, either flinging them off into space or swinging them
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FENIX Ursa Station | Tartarus Sector "I'll give you each ten-thousand shares if you let me shower and change my clothes," Fenix said to the two security officers escorting him to the shuttle waiting at the Forces upper docking ring. They were floating beside him, up the
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CASSANDRA Velocity Junkie | Deep Space The Velocity Junkie had been burning at six-g for a month. They’d stripped the ship of everything but the necessities and packed it with as much fuel ribbon as the hold would carry, only cutting thrust twice a day for food and trips to
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32 Human Standard Days Later. FENIX Ursa Station | Tartarus Sector The air smelled of freshly baked bread, tinged with just the slightest hint of shit. Like everywhere else on the lower level of Ursa Station's commercial concourse, the Jaded Spacer bar was rough and utilitarian—all dark red
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CASSANDRA Velocity Junkie | Deep Space Cassandra clipped-in beside the long thin spikes of the comms array the moment she climbed up from the airlock. It was the first thing they taught in basic EVA: always clip-in. Space was big, her training officer had warned her, and spacers were very, very
Collective Ekoes
Abel was spilled out over the table, the bandages over his abdomen soaked red. Cass retracted her gloves, took the left side of his face in one hand, and patted his cheek with the other. His skin was cold. “Abel, I’m here,” she said. “Stay with me.” His eyes
Collective Ekoes
Even as she raced through the dark streets with Abel's blood dripping over her arms, moving flat-out toward the only medical supplies in a thousand klicks, she knew she was throwing her life away. Everything she’d worked for, everything she’d accomplished, gone. She knew it, but
Collective Ekoes
Even as she raced through the dark streets with Abel's blood dripping over her arms, moving flat-out toward the only medical supplies in a thousand klicks, she knew she was throwing her life away. Everything she’d worked for, everything she’d accomplished, gone. She knew it, but
Collective Ekoes
The dread that had filled her gut boiled to hot anger. Abel wasn’t in danger. He was trying to show her up. He'd turned a life-and-death situation into a pissing contest. Luckily, her faceplate was still dark. He wouldn’t get the satisfaction of seeing her fuming.
Collective Ekoes
“Target is the Administration building,” Cass said into the squad feed, pinpointing it on the map. “Local militia have engaged, my brother among them. Citizen presence confirmed, three casualties. Hostiles unknown." She turned to the fireteam on her left. "Second Team, sweep around the town to the north.
Collective Ekoes
Lt. Cassandra Cannon was sparring with a training bot when the Eko Incursion Alert sounded. The bot noticed her moment of distraction and threw a vicious jab at her head, looking to punish her for her lapse of attention. She recovered just in time to dodge away, spin on the