Tag: wsrp
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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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Miss Gypsum
KA-thunk KA-thunk KA-thunk “By KEMOS, will you cease bouncing that ball against my wall?” demanded Morovichi, darkening the doorway of his bedroom to glare at the Granok flopped pathetically on the couch. Jet Hellmatite froze for several seconds, then his hand holding the bouncy ball the size of an Aurin’s head slowly drew back. Morovichi’s…
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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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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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Other’s Troubles
Peter’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and he glanced around the crowded dive to ensure no one had heard her. “Call me that again and I’ll wring your skinny little neck.” Jenny gave a mirthless chuckle, and reached to snag one of the man’s fries. “Is that what ya tell yer mother when she asks ‘ow ‘er…
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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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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…
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Shell-shocked
“Benton! Ya got a minute?” A clatter of tools sounded from inside the starboard engine room. “Yeah, boss!” Jenny sulked, shooting a misty-eyed glare up at her father before crossing her arms over her chest and looking away. “Don’t look at me like that, sweetie,” John murmured wearily, long days and sleepless nights showing on…
Worlds of Risala 