00 - Legacy of the White Demon

operas" so this is going to be another one experiment stories so lets see where this goes.

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Grayson 1

He read _one last landing_ for the course - apparently, his mother gave it to him - and that's a gay love story woven into a space opera. (ya gotta love robert heinlein for inspiration.) he gave it quite the critique, in fact.

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Trailblazer Part 4

Brom has been watching the whole situation from the start, the massive fleet looking like something from a space opera that he and his son use to watch.

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Cockroach Motherfuckers

"There's two kinds of work in the world." Fran's roommate was a communist. "First, there's work-that-stays." She was also a writer. "Then, there's work-that-goes-away." The jackal didn't write, herself, but she'd asked about what made her roommate...

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By A Thousand Cuts

"People get them without thinking." Fran and her roommate were watching her pets chasing each other around their living room. "They get them for their kids." "That's the thing!" she concurred. "They think of animals as lesser lifeforms than people for...

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TransPlant

* * * "So she never got to finish it," Fran's best friend had told her. "Halfway through," the jackal had shaken her head. "They wrote the rest based on her notes," her best friend had gone on. "I hate that." "You do?" Fran had tilted her...

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Let Them Eat Cake

Fran had made it a habit to always make sure that her pets' treats would be kept in a place where her pets couldn't reach them. It'd been a safety precaution, for their own good. One day, somehow, though, she'd made a mistake and left them somewhere...

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Spaced Out

When Fran had been a kid, she'd often stare out the window aimlessly while her mom would drive. "Come in, Huston." Every new building and landscape would become a new playground in which to let her mind wander. "Houston, we lost you." She probably...

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