Tag: Exiles
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Forgotten
A frightened gasp echoed in the shipping container. Drenched in a cold sweat Jenny shot upright, and clawed at the course blankets tangled around her limbs. Then her stomach heaved. Desperate, she rolled off of her cot and grabbed blindly for the metal bucket before pulling it close, doubling over and retching. She waited for…
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Bitter Farewell
The service hatch made a metallic thud that made the halls feel larger and more empty. Somewhere in the distant corners of the ship the screeches of Strain beasts echoed through the pipes. Jenny grit her teeth. Seth had betrayed her father, stole their ship, had his marauders kill the crew, ruined the once beautiful…
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Like Home
A peaceful quiet had settled over the valley as blue and gold hues of dusk tinted the surrounding hills. Thumbs tucked into the the pockets of her leather riding pants, Jenny stood in her shop, surrounded by the broken and burned remains of her hoverbike. A year of designing in her free time, and a…
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In Here
The shaking had finally stopped. It was a small step. Having unclenched her fists, Jenny stared numbly at her gloved hands. Metal knuckles of the Dominion gauntlets had left small scratches on the glass where she’d punched it, and that was the only good thing she could think about the stolen uniform she wore. Whoever…
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A Cigarette
“He’s not there,” Rook’s voiced echoed out to Jenny. “I’m heading to the surface.” Jenny strolled out of the greenhouse, crumpling up her gum wrapper and tossing it away with a flick of her thumb. Nodding into the darkness of the bunker, she watched as the pale blue glow Rook emitted moved swiftly to the…
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Find You
The rusty, antiquated shuttle was shaky in her hands. Or maybe it was merely Jenny’s hands that were shaky. The lush, verdant canopy of Wilderrun filled the cockpit with it’s soft, emerald glow, and Jenny checked her heading. Two miles out. It has been a year since she had joined the Nebula. A year of…
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The Ranger
“Do you think he’s still out there?” Jenny blinked out of her thoughts – out of brown eyes that kept locking with her’s, and dark sin, the perfectly trimmed beard… Damn, that smirk. “Hmm? Naw, I think ‘e said ‘e was leavin’?” she replied with an apathetic shrug before taking note of Sasha’s disappointment. “Sumthin’…
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Guy Fantastic
Damn, it was hot out. The heat of midday in Malgrave dried the young woman’s scorched race suit of river water, and reflected blindingly off of the sands. Glancing behind her Jenny could see the plume of smoke that rose over the ridge where her bike burned. It had gotten her so far. Jenny’s whole…
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Way Out
“Hey! New wheels?” Jenny looked up and flashed a charming smile to the newbie beside her sitting on the year’s newest, shiny blue Proto-racer. “Yeah! Finished building it yesterday!” she shouted back over the din of the crowd and rumbling bikes that idled at the starting line. The young man looked surprised. “Yesterday? Sure she’ll…
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Sabotage
“All hands on deck!” called Captain Brightmist over the com. “Just like we practiced, lads.” Jenny peered out of the small porthole at the austere, red and gold stripes of the Cassian battleship hovering port-side of the S.S. Empress. The girl’s limbs tingled with fear and excitement, and after a moment more of pressing her…
Worlds of Risala 