Matters of Discipline
All content copyright Veritas, 2007. Any resemblance to other persons or situations, real or fictional, is purely coincidental. Matters of Discipline The pistol was heavy in the ferret's hand, black and sleek. Centuries of design had...
Dead in Space
Dak Travenis hefted his flechette gun over his armoured shoulder and inspected the feeder socket. It was clear; he'd checked it twice in the past five minutes. What he was _really_ inspecting was the rest of his squad. Not that they needed it either....
Stripes, Chapter 2: First Encounters
_Hi Tim,_ _Sorry to change things on short notice, but we're going to be running a bit behind tonight. Instead of trying to hash out a new time, how about you swing by our place whenever you're ready? That way we can all go together as soon as...
Stripes, Chapter 1: New In Town
I don't know what came over me. I'd done it before, and it had never amounted to anything good. I'd come to the conclusion that I was the sort of guy who just shouldn't use personal ads. Yet there I was, logging in to PalNet, clicking my way through...