There was a knock on the door into Ryan’s office. Stef looked up, wishing that she’d reacted with fear, with shock, that she’d flinched in the sound…instead there was nothing but the pervasive numbness that had crept under her skin since returning home.
November 2nd As the shift completed, Stef blinked, taking in the sight of Ryan’s office. She’d been in the office fewer than a dozen times, but somehow, it felt safe. It felt like the first little bit of “safe” she’d had since before seeing the bird and volcano, and since becoming their trussed-up prisoner. She […]
Ryan stared at the space where Stef had been, curled one hand into a fist, then looked down at the floor, considering all his options, all possible permutations of the next five minutes. Crawford had left him alone. If Ryan truly wanted, he could run. Unless the enforcer had a link into his system – […]
It was a strange feeling to be asked to report to your own office.
‘Recruit, do you have a moment?’ Curt turned, and saw Jane leaning against the gym’s door. ‘Sure ma’am.’ He turned back to the target range, and reset everything with a couple of requirements, the paper targets who had stood in for Petersen disappearing into the void with every other dismissed object. He checked the safety […]
Ryan shifted to the hall with no doors. It was a small, dead piece of the Agency, no longer connected to the rest of the building. It was always cold here, colder than the rest of the Agency – it felt like a mausoleum, and the association wasn’t entirely inaccurate. He moved along the hall, […]
Mirrors were never inert. They were their own purpose and function – they existed to facilitate magic, and once they were used, they disappeared. If there was a shard, there was a wish. If only a small wish.
October 8th Magnolia finished tidying Taylor’s office – a job that was generally easy, except when he had seen the need to upset and decimate the furniture, or bleed over his paperwork. Office in an acceptable state, she moved through the door in the back to the private gym. For one hour a day, Taylor’s […]
October 1st Magnolia looked down at the small robot bumping into her foot – the small, comical-looking machine had a bag of popcorn attached to it, and a small sign instructing her to take some. She took a small handful, then lifted her feet so it could pass. She lifted her head and smiled at […]
September 28th Ryan noted that the door to his office was unlocked – Jane was already there, and quite willing to make herself at home. He stopped, refreshed his uniform, and walked in, his face as professional and content as he could make it without filtering out all of his emotion. ‘Jane,’ he said, noticing […]