Stef aimed her fork at the last piece of steak – for once, she’d managed to eat an entire meal, with only minimal spills on her uniform. Ryan dabbed at his mouth with a cloth napkin – something that was strangely formal, strangely high-class, considering the low-key dinner they were having in his office. ‘Stef.’ […]
November 2nd After his fourth training program, Taylor stopped to breathe for a moment. Fading sim opponents littered the floor of his gym, a testament to the rate at which he’d completed all four routines. Each sim of a different kind, a different type of monster to test his skills, to concentrate his thoughts on […]
Brisbane, 1905. ‘And she was the turtle all along!’ Ryan stared. ‘Sir?’ There was a look on his Director’s face. It matched certain facial profiles that he saw on Reynolds’ face throughout the day. A microsecond later, he deduced that Reynolds was expectant. He expected something of Ryan, though he was unsure what.