Blessing Day: Part 2
_ **Part 2** _ _(Sam)_ "Thanks a lot," I called up to our taxi driver, prepping to descend the exit ramp. "Hey, no problem." The rabbit peered over his seat at me. "Don't forget ya bag." "Oh!" Back I rushed, grabbing my backpack from beside my seat...
Getaway: Part 12 - Final
_ **Part 12** _ It had taken forever and a day to get ourselves to the airport. At seven that morning, I figured peeling myself off my hostel bed would be the toughest part of my day, especially after the less than sensible night we'd enjoyed before....
Grenzen
_ **Grenzen** _ Our narrow wooden stairs squealed with each descending step. An awkward night's sleep had left my neck sore and my back surely twisted. My kingdom for a bed of quality to match that I had left behind in Linvendia. My manor, too, for...
Getaway: Part 3
_ **Part 3** _ In the days and weeks that followed those initial discussions, I managed to get somewhere approaching comfortable with the idea of travelling all the way to Polcia. I'd also got used to fact that I'd be heading there with Sasha in...
Captive
_ **Captive** _ _For Dax / Orion_ Tech moved fast in this system. Clients accepting DNA scans of their targets remotely sure helped reduce the legwork that came with bounty hunting. In fact, it allowed Orion to kill two birds with one stone; he...
Getaway: Parts 8 & 9
_ **Part 8** _ There wasn't a chance in hell of carrying on with my planning... or relaxing... or doing anything beyond discarding myself on the bed of this dead, lonely hotel room. Outside, life went on. I watched the evening sky turn to black,...
Slim
_ **Slim** _ These makroudhs were tiny. Like, mind-blowingly. Six diamond-shaped pastries sat arranged on a square plate; the centrepiece of the hand-sized tray I was carrying across the restaurant. I wondered, how in the world Dad managed to bake...
Getaway: Parts 4 & 5
_ **Part 4** _ My first night in Polcia culminated in the weirdest bout of sleep I'd ever had. I lost count of how many times I woke to varying degrees of darkness, wondering what strange room I'd found myself in, and why I could hear Sasha snoring...
Knock Knock
_ **Knock Knock** _ 'Cut through the apartment complex Danny, they said. It'll shave ten minutes off your walk to the station, they said. Man, _they_ were chattin' some utter shite with all that. Never mind this place being a maze of identical three...
Gameface: Part 2
_ **Part 2** _ Sunday morning. Gameday. Biting cold, with blue skies. The heavy rain we'd had since Thursday had finally moved on, but not without leaving a calling card by way of drenched, muddy parkland. Even the gravel paths were more slick than...
Getaway: Part 11
_ **Part 11** _ Tuesday afternoon. The weather had cleared up since the day before. Outside, bold sunshine reached everything, bringing out the colour of the dated apartment buildings opposite, the trees and shrubs around them, even the people...
Gameface: Part 3
_ **Part 3** _ We broke. Everything that needed to be said, had been. Fifteen of us went our own ways, jogging into our starting positions. The five waiting in reserve joined Coach and Tomas on the bench, Damian included. Our referee for the day, a...