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The two traveled to the city, too. Their peek at the mountain peak did pique their interest. They could not bear the thought of a bear shaved bare. We had to alter the altar for the ceremony. After a day in fashionable shoes, she needed to heal her aching heels. On-site review revealed there was not a line of sight for the sniper. In order to raise the the building, they had to raze the statue of Helios with the rays. I rode along the river road as the crewing team rowed. He probed in vain for the vein with the vane of the quill. She was wary of the weary traveller. The professor was not fazed by the phase shift. We all must make d

The bunnies were waiting in the green room when the call came up. “What, they’re calling for Ruprect again?” a mid-sized bunny complained. One of the smaller bunnies shrugged, “He’s the only one big enough to cover the tall one in the scene.” “Pfft, it’s getting to be he might as well stay out on the set.” “At least we’re still getting paid,” one of the older ones murmured. “There was a time when they just used ice cream cones.” The day dragged on, and the mid-sized bunny sighed, “Meh. I’m bored.” The smaller bunny put aside his newspap

The intel was not good. By the looks of things, Dr Belladonna had dropped out of sight. Her patterns were solid - in the past, she would ghost over the horizon, quietly rebuilding, preparing for her next grandiose threat to one of the major powers, but the calm rarely lasted more than six months. This time, it had been two years since the last sighting, and thirty months since the last incursion. The longer the quiet went on, the less concerned the board of directors became. After all, there were active threats to world peace to consider. Conversely, Agent 397 spent every spare moment not assigned to another mission scouring mission reports

The house was originally some sort of warehouse south-southeast of Austin, outside the original flower child impact crater, but it was still handy to the colleges. Therefore, a good number of college students filled the place at any one time. Not all of them were there just to study in their university fields, though. Marigold and Sānti were passing around the cakes and ale after the annual Lammas not-a-foot-race (with a high that afternoon of 32.5 °C, most of them just moseyed through the park) and a lovely barbecue. The couple were not the most traditional of hippies, nor were they considered traditional teaching mages. Their cir

Rather than risk Sal on the bus when he was still half-asleep, Marta dropped him off at the clinic before going on to her polling place. Early morning voting had become her habit, since she rarely had to wait in line, even when nobody noticed her crutches. The poll workers had just opened the doors when she pulled up in the parking lot, but the campaigners were crowding closer than usual. Marta frowned at several that started toward her as she got out of the car. “Don’t even try it. I know where the hundred-foot line is, and you've already crossed it.” She ignored the bluster, and when she got to the door, something made h

 It has been said, that if you move to New York, and after two years, you still like it, you’re a New Yorker. I made it through three years for a bachelor’s degree, and nearly ground my teeth to the roots, when I was not shivering. I ran  for the exit as soon as I could after graduation. It was difficult to force myself to leave by mundane means after turning the keys to my apartment over to the super; I ran because I was not permitted to fly. Admittedly, NYC has many things to recommend it, from the Met to the Mets, but after my first two quarters at the institute, I didn't have time for any of that. I was working my tail off t

She picked up her phone, “Yep?” “Illlllsaaaa! I need help!” Jack’s voice was tight with panic. She chinned the phone and started grabbing her emergency gear, the stuff she usually didn’t carry in her jacket pockets, “What and where?” “I think I got a date!” he wailed. “Jack,” Ilsa paused, dialing herself back from her combat response before going on. “You are a man grown and do not need a chaperone.” Ilsa put her dagger and vial of blessed saline back in her desk. “And what do you mean ‘you think’ you have a date?” “ThereR

Lydia sighed in relief when the case was closed, and began shutting down her station, preparing for the end of shift. Her guys were back in the station, safe and sound, bringing back the suspects without a trip to the medic for anyone, a blessing for once. The interrogation reports were logged in, all was right with the world. Closing her eyes momentarily, she sternly corrected herself. Detectives Raymond and Winston were back in house, and the facetimers did not require any further assistance from the cyberwatch. The facetime detectives were not hers. Partners were assigned in their department, not the Cloud. She was completely interchangea

The doctor muttered under his breath, “Forever getting yourself scraped up from climbing trees or scrambling along the wash, and for what? Rescuing wild creatures that scratch you to blazes for it, and would have likely gotten out on their own. No more rescuing wee rabbits from thorn bushes, doctor’s orders!” Charles’s voice was gruff, but his hands were gentle as he washed the multiple scrapes, scratches and cuts his friend had received on his latest patrol. Francis sighed, and leaned back, “If you say so, Charles.” He had not intended to have his friend treat his injuries, minor as they were, but is disc

“Sir? I am afraid we have a… problem.” “We discussed this. There are to be no problems during the exhibition.” “Yes, sir. However, we have, perhaps, misplaced an exhibit.” “A stolen exhibit? Have you called the police? I thought that automaton was supposed to stop this sort of thing!” “My apologies, sir, but the automatic policeman from Canada *is* the missing exhibit.” >>> “We found the automaton, sir.” “Where is it? What took you so long to find a six-and-a-half foot brass man in Scotland? It has been *three days*, after all.” “I am afrai