Tag: Zaron
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The Hedgerow
It wasn’t the sights nor sounds of Puyallup that bothered him, but the stench of decay mixed with chemical waste. For decades the urban sprawl had been a polluted dump, and yet here he was, squeezing past orks, elves, and half a dozen other varieties of metahumans to find his seat. “The race started ten…
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Shooting stars
“You said this was a simple repair job.” “It is. You’re just impatient.” Zaron generated a doorway in the middle of the dataspace to slouch against. Ahead of him at the summoned command center Charge worked at a hundred times the speed Zaron operated at. “It’s been half an hour.” “Ten minutes outside the dive.…
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Microscopic
“There she is! Get her in here,” Evero spat. Securing the holster beneath his suit jacket, Zaron moved to open the glass office door for the boss’ secretary. Always impeccably dressed, after two days absent she showed up on time, Evero’s favorite cappuccino in one hand, and a white flowering potted plant sporting a sleek…
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Shadowrun
“All Runners prepare to dive in 90 seconds.“ Zaron glanced up at the sterile white ceiling as the mechanical feminine voice ended the announcement. “To your stations, chummers.” Two Technomancers broke off from conversation at the order. They reclined at their individual monitoring stations, both to his right, and fit on helmets to begin connecting…
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Forgotten Lyrics
“That’s the second shot you missed!” Zaron scowled and shrugged his stiff left shoulder as the ‘9’ billiard ball rebounded off the edge of the pocket. “Must’ve used all my luck up last night.” Ginger scoffed, giving him a cocky smile as she leveled her pool cue to take her shot. “You know, most guys…
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Sacred Spaces
Wind whipped up the empty beach, fresh and crisp as it buffeted Ginger atop her new bike. Freckled cheeks cold and flushed, she seemed unbothered by the chill. Low hanging clouds coiled through the evergreens crowning the cliffs overlooking yet another canon beach. The rocky coastline wound for miles in either direction, and there wasn’t…
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Traitor
The chorus kicked in, a low bass reverberating notes of ominous tension through his bones. From his couch on the glass balcony four stories above the massive hard-light dance floor, Evero watched the throng of club-goers as he always did. He ruled over this small kingdom he’d sacrificed to build, but the usual thrill he…
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The Sea Breeze
A mile down the beach from the ’84 Spring Expo Zaron finally left the crowds behind. In an ever changing era as the Sixth World heralded a long awaited resurgence of magic and mutants, the Olympic Peninsula seaside went, for the most part, untouched by the hands of man. It would be hours till he…
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Croissants and Second Chances
The 52nd floor of Amotken Tower had been abandoned. In a building bursting with so many people and businesses that particular floor with it’s cubicles had emptied, save for security guards, and four men occupying the sleek soundproofed office. Zaron stared out the full wall of windows streaked by rain, his gaze lost in the…
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Modern Fairytale
Roars of a hundred motorcycles echoed out from the south gate and reverberated off of Zaron’s broad back. “How many more races you stuck there for?” Hands clasped behind his back, Zaron’s intimidating presence warded away a pair of teens looking for a place to sneak in. “As many as the boss wishes.” His cyber…
Worlds of Risala 