AEGIS gets some boots and waits for a bus.
Athan eats some chicken salad and gets a phone call.
Lia catfishes a guy and watches some TV.
Jack reappeared not too much longer later, complaining that the tower was too tall, and he had to blink his way up it only a floor or two at a time. Later still, Tower floated in the window, looking miserable. "Couldn't save 'em," he said, shaking his head. "But I can sure as hell avenge … Continue reading 111. 2251, Present Day. XPCA HQ, D.C.. Athan.
"Sup?" asked Jack. I looked around the room. The generals looked scared shitless, which was good, that meant they were both alive, and also not brain-dead. "Hey guys? Leave this to me, please," I said, stepping forward. Someone grabbed my arm and held me back. I looked and saw Tem, her face burning with determination. … Continue reading 110. 2251, Present Day. XPCA HQ, D.C.. Athan.
Straight into the belly of the beast, apparently. I wasn't expecting this, especially when I'd just grown accustomed to domestic life. Feeling like a child, I tottered behind Blackett as he got us temporary IDs, walked us through metal detectors and biometric scanners, signed his name and gave a bio seal on a dozen documents … Continue reading 109. 2251, Present Day. XPCA HQ, D.C.. Athan.
Blackett seemed worse and worse over the following days. He began to spend more and more time at the office, coming back more exhausted and defeated every day. Even I, who didn't have any love for the man felt for him. It sucked when you were putting your all into something and failing. Even if … Continue reading 108. 2251, Present Day. Blackett Manor. Athan.
Tem wasn't back the next morning when we assembled as usual, and Mage sidled up next to me in line with a grin to rival Jack's. Tower and Jack seemed to be pretending I didn't exist, which wasn't too different for Jack, but Tower refusing to even make eye contact with me really hurt. "What … Continue reading 107. 2251, Present Day. Blackett Manor. Athan.
I watched the ambulance pull away with Tem's haggard, beaten body, and then followed Blackett and Jack back to his office. Blackett offered me a seat, while Jack hovered near the doorway, smile in place. The office was...functional. The desktop was a solid piece of dark wood with a nice finish, and very large, but … Continue reading 106. 2251, Present Day. Blackett Manor. Athan.
I was flying at night, just to clear my head. I didn't like Chicago, it was a bad memory for most of America. The city had been deemed not important enough to save when the nukes fell, compared to similar cities where there were critical military installations or political institutions within the city, or compared … Continue reading 105. 2251, One week ago. Chicago. Karu.