Curt nearly stumbled into the infirmary, emotions still swimming throughout his body. Whatever tears he’d had were gone, but his heart felt somewhere between bursting with happiness, and ripping itself apart with all the negative emotions that crawled out from under rocks whenever there was any chance of brightness in his life. Stef sat at […]
Curt opened his eyes. His mouth tasted like cotton, and all of his limbs felt sleep-dead, like he’d been asleep for- ‘Doc?’ he said, his voice dry, his mouth begging for water. ‘Doc, what the fuck? Parker-2 sat on the bed, a hospital-issue plastic cup in his hand, a long straw slowly swaying as he […]
Curt opened his eyes. It his life had been a movie – A Series of Ever-Increasingly Terrible Mistakes, a Portrait of Curt O’Connor – he would have been in the dark, both literally and figuratively. He wouldn’t have known if he was nine or ninety, if he was in bed with a lover, or in […]
11pm, Thursday, Brisbane 1 pm, Thursday, Hyde The bar was a dive, and that was putting it politely.
Curt slipped the gun into his pocket – the pocket of the stolen clothes – the pocket of the gifted clothes. Clothes that belonged to a Solstice. Clothes being worn by a Solstice. He managed to meet Magnolia’s eyes without betraying any emotion. If the world was spinning towards Duty, towards what was right, she […]
November 20th Stef jerked awake. She wiped drool from the corner of her mouth, and sat up. Everything was how she’d left it – a semi-dark lab, Jones working on her code, and her hand blue. Everything was so exciting. Everything was so important. Everything was…kind of boring when there was nothing to do. ‘Can […]
November 18th Parker-2 lifted the scalpel, and cut into the body again.
November 2nd Magnolia winced as she reintegrated in the infirmary – the doctors expected her to show pain, and her commander was no longer present. She didn’t care if she impressed the Parkers or not. Any person – not suffering some form of extreme emotional trauma – would always get the same mix of insults, […]
November 2nd Parker-1 took a moment to smooth his uniform, then stepped into the operating theatre. It was unusually full – Enforcer Crawford, Ryan, Jones and the patient-to-be: former recruit Mimosa. Annoyance leaked over the link. ^This is going to be interesting,^ his twin said. ^I’d still prefer to–^ Parker-1 shook his head. ^I’m her […]
October 9th After the third of five performances, an intermission was called, and dinner was served. Curt took a moment to peruse the dishes – most of the sides had been provided in dishes for the group, rather than for the individual – three different-coloured mashes, two pots of leaves representing nearly every colour in […]