Live by the Roark, Die by the Roark
Legal matters were a funny thing in known space, the twisting galactic corn maze of law being one that many simply refused to try and navigate. Take, for example, a stolen candy bar, a delectable Rimbar from Argon Inc. in fact. A small length of...
Racer's Heart, Racer's Pride
"nah, you can just pull 'em straight out with a little heat." "super wheeeat! and vat grown meat!"
Twisted Space
It had blasted a hole straight through the machine's hardened casing and damaged the vessel's nose, sending the man on a twirling course through the zero gravity of the workboat's innards at the time.
Parade
Consciousness returned to a tired, sore, but oh so satisfied Lix with all the speed of slow-moving molasses. Warmth permeated the cold-blooded reptile, twisted up in Jack's limbs as she was, with her head on his slowly rising chest. The man was rudely...
Mad Jack
Asteroid Racers were no strangers to chaos, to the mind-numbing tumult of death and destruction dealt at the precipitancy of lightspeed. Such was the nature of the game, their daring race through rings of stone and against each other's grit and hopes....
Stripped Bolts and Leaking Lines
[This wouldn't have happened without Fawkesish, hit up that page and get binge reading.](https://fawkesish.sofurry.com/) Tearing metal and tortured steel wailed in the small space below a thick industrial clamp, steel shavings bouncing off the heavy...
Convoy
Just give 'er a good hard push straight in!"
Decommissioned Dormancy
Gentle creaks and dulcet groans lulled Lix from slumber like the scent of a freshly cooked breakfast, the thin blankets of Jack's cot twisting about her naked body like a cocoon of comfort as the aforementioned mechanic sat silently by her still side....
The Last Stop Staryard
Were it possible for someone to angrily, perhaps grumpily, pilot a star ship then a photo of Lix would be the poster for such a heated movement. Her glare, hot enough to melt steel, stared ardently ahead as Jack snickered in the navigator's seat. For...
Flight of the Gerthtrude
It's said that hindsight is twenty-twenty, that to retroactively look back on your problems with new information causes the solution to become obvious. Of course, such narrow thinking often ignores that one has that new little tidbit of information but...
The Truth in Lies
After you straight up lied to me? i'm keeping my eye on you, jackass. you're under a magnifying glass! i'm… i-i'm putting my paw down… yes. yes! yes? gnah, jack…" lix pressed herself into his touch, craving more, demanding more.
Hoodrat Shit
Lix had thought that planning for a heist into a gang infested hanger would be exciting, like in the movies! Low lights and cigar smoke, hard liquor poured over rocks while rough and tumble men, one being her sexy mechanic, leaned over a table and...