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Doomed To Dream - Part 11
Were it not for the fact that Terezi had classes to deal with first thing in the evening, Sollux would have spent the day there, held in her bony arms and loving every minute of it. As it was, though, she rolled them both off of the slab long before the first hint of dusk. Not that Sollux wasn't bordering on being awake anyway; it was just that he had loved spending the day in her arms, loved the way that it had seemed to make everything quieter in his dreams, kept the voices that he didn't want to hear at bay. Not that he began to believe, even for a moment, that just because he couldn't hear them that they weren't there. Just because he wanted it to be gone didn't mean his guardian was safe, and in truth he owed it to himself and Cyclos to see that his guardian would be safe.
So Sollux too prepared himself for the day by switching into new clothes, eating a breakfast of cluckbeast eggs and fried oinkbeast meat with Terezi and her guardian Pyrali Sprite, and then it was out the door,
Doomed To Dream - Part 10
One of the few perks there were to his ability was the fact that the dreams didn't linger. They came and clung to him in the daylight hours, but almost like clockwork, when the sun started to set, he always woke. With or without an alarm cricket set he was going to be up before the sun was fully set, every single day. Which meant that by sundown he'd managed a round of ablutions, changed into what nondescript clothing he could find, and packed everything else for delivery to their temporary residency hivestem blocks. Then with only a portable comm and his least impressive husktop with him, Sollux slipped out of the respite block that had been so kindly given over to his use. Cyclos wouldn't be up for hours, and Sollux wasn't going to waste that time. There was the convention that he had to make at least some appearance at, not to mention the search for the shadow, Vriska Serket.
The problem was, for all his preparations, Capitol was far larger than anywhere he'd ever had to deal with b
Hyne's War - Chapter 32
What they don't tell you in school is that a lot of war is posturing, jockeying for position, and waiting. More waiting than anyone was really willing to admit to. Yeah, there was a lot of action in the course of a battle. But that, that was quick, painful, and confusing. And it came after more waiting than was really imaginable, especially when one was dealing with airships. The whole point was to get into the best position so that the enemy won't be able to take you down before you can take them down. Fights in the sky were about evasion, speed and maneuverability. Doubly so when you were trying not to kill everyone on the other ship.
It was situations like these that Nida knew he couldn't trust to the relatively inexperienced crew. Not that he didn't want to, just that he knew there was really only one way to handle this in the way that it had to be handled. They hadn't worked with the Rag before, not solo, they weren't all junctioned in such a way that their senses were better, or
Hyne's War - Chapter 31
“The best way for us to keep our men alive, Nomura, is for you to stand down.”
“I think we've gone over that already,” Nida sighed, shaking his head. “I can't do that. Unlike you, a substantial portion of my forces aren't men. These are teens and some could barely be called that, all of them under my command because that is all what Garden has to offer. I haven't even had the chance to take on my first load of real soldiers. They're little more than kids. And when I say kids, Vernon, I'm not joking around. I'm running on a skeleton crew of some kids that don't even have SeeD credentials, civilians from Fisherman's Horizon, and a few others who would only really begin to be counted of age in the other countries. And you know what? Any of them would die to stop this war we're in. They believe in it, just like your men. The question is, I suppose, can we take you down before you damage us badly enough and take out enough people to stop the Ragnarok from flyin
Doomed To Dream - Part 9
Sollux didn't have very long to muse upon Hydrus's words as moments later another door opened on the other side of the room and all of the others were suddenly staring past Sollux rather than at him. The way that Hydrus was coming to attention, Seborn was smoothing his thick, almost shaggy hair, and Eridan was switching back and forth rapidly between a furious glare and a gentle smile, could only mean one thing.
He didn't want to turn around. Turning around would mean accepting all of this. Would mean taking in stride the fact that he was now standing in the same room as the Empress and Heiress. It was too much. All of it was too much. Before today, before this last week, the most interesting person he'd ever met face to face—excluding his guardian—had been Waleti. But now, here in this room, there were not one but two fuchsias, the troll that had and would rule for the whole of his life, and the one who would succeed her in time, a new Empress to keep the 'peace' of the wo
Doomed To Dream - Part 8
The town Sollux had grown up in wasn't all that large. There had always, of course, been the necessities. A food procurement center, the enforcer headquarters, a recreational center, all the basic sorts of shops that would provide a reasonable enjoyment of your sweeps while supporting your working functions. There was even the almost requisite guidance adjustor office hive, though they only had about two assigned to the sector. No, the region that Sollux had grown up in wasn't all that impressive, not that he'd ever really expected it to be. The things that made his town truly unique were Cyclos's hive being so far from the limits of everything else, and the fact that the enforcers unit was so large. A lot of cyber crimes were actually routed through a dinky little server system in the town, necessitating a slightly larger amount of comtrolls than other divisions of the size might have called for.
Long story exceedingly short: Sollux had never seen anything quite like the capital befor
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