“Inside. ‘nside. ‘nside. ‘nside. Get. In. Side.” Johnka chased Tritti into the empty red tent. He stumbled to the ground trying not to overrun her with his bulk after she halted abruptly in the entrance. He just lay there in the sand rather than get up.
“What was that?” Tritti knelt to help him up but [...]
Extended inspiration from the fifth one down on the first column. Read related here and here.
You give the deckteam shit for misidentifying your Bainbridge and graciously accept a high berth near the exit corridor. Works every time.
The robots and gizmos are ’socking’ your flit so you know you’re in the stix again–everywhere else [...]
Inspired by the fifth one down on the first column. Read related here and here.
:Another fucking floating city,: you think.
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You’ve left the profanity filter on from last night at the bar. And afterward at the brothel.
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:I hate floating cities.:
Mom commented in your log recently that the in-eye cam [...]
Immediately you are struck by the misplacement of the man in the garb. Gane is like a rabbit wearing a hat or a puppy in a shirt. Doable; just not right. But you don’t know what you would change.
From top to bottom he’s Solex Guy. Gane’s dreads are rubbed evenly with [...]