Thursday, July 18, 2013

Game Planning

"So...what's the plan? What are we doing here?"

"Making money."

The glibness of Lukas' response to his sister's question was typical, and the lie came with the ease of regular practice. But Lukas found himself asking, strangely, the same question.

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VII: Fighting for Pacifists

25 Autumn 1926

Lyta scowled as she left the Oxford Institute for Physical Advancement.

It was not, as dozens or hundreds of Badlanders might attest, that she needed to get into fights. Despite the smashed chairs and cracked tables she often left in her wake, she could live without bar fights. She was perfectly content not to be punched in the face or gripped in an arm-lock. What she couldn’t live without was movement.

Saturday, July 13, 2013


Into the Humanist Alliance, where the people are polite, the buildings are clean, and you really don't want to be called a deviant by doing things like breaking and entering.

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VI: The Prodigal Daughter Returns

1 Autumn, 1926

Lyta had almost managed to forget how bad Khayr ad-Din smelled. After the lush jungle scents of Junira Loresh, returning to the refuse city was an assault on the senses. At least she wouldn’t need to be there long.

Inside Hotel Bravo, the smell was lessened, and Lyta was grateful for the brief respite. Bill Pearce met her as she entered; she suspected there was a special facial-recognition program somewhere in the Nexus computers keyed specifically for her and her brothers. When they showed up, things started exploding, both figuratively and literally. So it was little surprise that she had barely made it past the lobby when she came face-to-face with Hotel Bravo’s manager.

Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VI: Entranced

The Tergami tribe was a constant stream of visitors and well-wishers. Koreshi of all walks came to congratulate the tribe’s Thral, its Matriarch, and of course Jireni herself. No runner had passed the nineteenth course of the B’Ti in a generation, and Jireni’s accomplishment brought great honor.

Most of the guests came, spoke for a few minutes, and left their own tribes and kin. But a few stayed behind, finding kindred spirits even though they had never met before.

Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VI: Running Blind

Junira Loresh thronged with Koreshi, and Lyta ran through them, racing past the tent-city of Ratir that had sprung up for the summer competitions. She sprinted along the paths that had formed between the camps of various tribes, making her way toward the more permanent buildings of the Ferah, the Koreshi who lived in Junira Loresh year-long. Torgath was somewhere far behind her, tending to the armadillos, but Lyta hadn’t been able to wait. She had waited so long.

She reached the outer edge of the Ferah village and stopped, hands on her knees, sucking in breath. As a Ratir, she was not allowed to enter without permission, so she waited impatiently for someone to notice her.

An older man with scars on his arms found her after a few minutes, emerging from the homes within the village. He looked at her expectantly.

“I’m Hippartha of the Bathani Ratir,” Lyta said when she saw him. “Where’s Thralan Jonas?”

The Ferah looked at her for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t know. He may be with the other Thrals. Follow me.”

Monday, July 8, 2013

Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VI: Heavy Is The Head...

Hotel Bravo

“Thanks for your help,” Doc Chambers said to the tall man sitting in the nondescript office in the underground Nexus of Hotel Bravo which Bill Pearce used.

“What would you do without me?” Kain Delacroix asked rhetorically with a barely perceivable hint of sarcasm.

Chambers smiled as he circled the desk and sat facing his old partner. “I manage to muddle through somehow.”

“My presence would seem to indicate otherwise,” Delacroix said flatly.

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