Juryokine: Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty Toke clenched his fists so hard he was almost afraid he'd crush his battery, but that was the only way to make them stop trembling as he made his way up the stairs to the Capitol's door. The same carvings he'd seen a month ago were...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Eight
Chapter Twenty Eight Toke clenched his eyes shut as the wind struck his face. After a few seconds, he wriggled his arm free of Zashiel's grip and flipped his hood up. When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't hold in his gasp. "Whoa," he...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Seven
Just like during inventor's class. just like when he'd spied on the politicians. toke lashed out with his powers, faster than he ever had before, and grabbed the circular weapon.
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Five
That is the goal for artists, for authors, and, most of all, for inventors. for we do not simply put paint on a canvas, or write words on a page. we create objects that can be used for more than mere entertainment.
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Four
Now the permissor's son is dead, which definitely won't make things easier for our young inventor. and who was it that found him lying in the street?
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Three
Chapter Twenty Three "Quiet," Zashiel whispered as they crept toward the warehouse. She had zipped her wings inside her jacket again, opting to take to the ground with Toke. They had circled around to the far side of the building, and now had their...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Two
Chapter Twenty Two "I can't believe this," Toke whispered. He sat in the chair beside Wayli's bed, hunched over so that his chin almost rested on the mattress. Boam stood with his back against the wall behind him, not saying anything. Wayli's...
Juryokine: Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven _Meet me in the alleyway._ Toke cursed, wadding the note into a ball and throwing it across the room. Of course she would want to go check it out, and _of course_ she would want to bring him along. As if he hadn't proven himself...
Juryokine: Chapter Ten
That seemed to be all he was capable of, he thought, his eyes lowering a little when he remembered how he'd let professor navras down, and his parents' faces when he hadn't gotten his inventor's license. well, he'd had enough of it.
Juryokine: Chapter Nine
Still, he couldn't help but walk a little faster when he imagined the old inventor following him, watching him. he was supposed to go meet zashiel. be there right after class, she had told him.
Juryokine: Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight Toke's head throbbed with pain as sunlight attacked his eyelids. The hot air was sticky with humidity, and the rough bed of corn cobs and stalks didn't allow him the illusion that he was lying in his dorm at school. With a groan, he...
Juryokine: Chapter Six
If the battery was so weakly constructed that a few bounces could make it dangerous to use, that was a defect that he, as the inventor, should have foreseen.