No J-Turns (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The cold bite of Winter followed the kobold in as she slunk along through the front door of her apartment. Even with the door closed, whisps of chill danced their way about the room and off towards the beds. Content to let such things wind themselves...
Risky Noodles (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The small restaurant was a dull rumble of noodles consumed and groups chatting. Bell, the baker landlord of Detective Clip, was happily nibbling on several fructose wafers. ~ "MRphf.. this place actually uses the real cobalt in the flavors. Most...
Recreational Voyage (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The cabin was fairly modest of size and decor, being quite on par with what the department would allocate for a Detective's operations aboard a pleasure cruise thrumming its way across the dark expanse. They'd at least sprung, in accordance with...
Musical Pause (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Through the dimly lit haze of the bar, the badger up on stage could see that a pair of folk off in the corner were standing rather angrily at something. She stood up from her stool, fingers not missing a beat or strum of the wooden guitar currently...
Train Exchange (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The long hallways of the passenger starliner provided Detective Clip plenty of time to practice her saunter of calm innocence. In one pocket, the memory drive that had successfully acquired a copy of the data from the buyer's computer, the other her...
Trained Sight (Otherwise Untitled)
~ With a sweltering sun above and lingering dust from the previous trials downrange, Cadet Clip drew in a pensive breath. ~ The clanks of resetting mechanisms and crackle of public address system filled in the silence. Cadet Clip exhaled, slowly. ~...
Hull Breach (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The Synth's left hand was occupied with maintaining a firm grip to the control console's anchoring beam, while his right hand dashed across the buttons and touchpads. The ship had provided the warning of only a moment's lurch before a quarter of the...
A Favor for Decision (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The bakery that Bell operated carried along with a daily routine that diverged only slightly during the weekends. As much as he hated the stereotype, the place ran like clockwork. Unless Detective Clip arrived home, or was in town, or needed a place...
Tortoise Wins. (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The tortoise's small spacecraft creaked softly as she put in the autopilot to take her back to the homestead claim on the cold, promising moon. She'd won the race; the hare's ship was debris in the abandoned asteroid mining belt behind her. The comms...
Storm's Timing (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The crow regarded the flickering of the overhead lights, clinging all the more firmly to the flashlight in her hands. The corgi keeping her company in the basement perked an ear to listen as the sirens spun back up into their blaring, "..Yeah, still...
Tall Hike (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Heavily heaving breaths and wobbling about the knees, the hyena took a moment of respite amongst the oppressive heat of the morning. There was still just a bare glimmer of sun on the horizon, and the night's sweltering fog clung with vigor to the...
Course Correction (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The bridge was a soft chatter of communications traffic amongst the fleet and a wild symphony of grumble out of the frame of the well worn ship. Admiral Sligh leaned back into his seat with a depressed sigh, preparing to hold his composure as he saw...