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If this was how the modern man flirted, Qyilim had been out of the game for a while. He was used to men moving quickly, desiring one thing before departure, and that came with the territory on his side too. Certain types of building existed to let that sort of engagement begin without the need...

‘Protect yourself? I guess a restaurant might be an okay site for that. Knives in the kitchen, et cetera,’ Parakeet chuckled. ‘Though, any fighting take it outside. Better lighting for filming that way eh?’ By way of explanation, she waved her beat-up phone, the amalgamation of keychains...

Electing to finalise the appearance of his alias by altering his hairstyle at the last minute, Qyilim was later out of the ship than some of the others. He had decided to undo his braids from the high bundle, and instead let them hand more freely, with those at his temples tied around the back...

••• For a time, it was the fashion amongst those who practiced Prehlaam to give their children one-syllable names, with the argument being that addressing someone with a sound so short would save time. This fell out of fashion quickly when clans began to run out of one-syllable names. ••• While...

Parakeet, HeroForge ‘My strawb! You serious?’ Parakeet, rounding on Christian who had bumped her, gestured at the chocolate-dipped berry that lay in the middle of the otherwise clean carpet like some sad oil painting still life. ‘Swear, I take my eye off things for one second…’ While Parakeet...

The interior of the BackAgain! buffet restaurant toed the line between casual and exquisite. Flavours of traditional Turkish culture were situated on striking feature walls, breaking up the modern greys and golden yellows with warm artwork and hanging lights with detailed glass-and-metal...

Although the group were more in-transit than they had been for the past month or so, Qyilim was finally starting to feel a sense of permanency. This ship, despite its modest size, was representative of the group’s acceptance of him, even if the rest of them didn’t see it that way. Encountering...

Not a rescue mission, Captain Juna said. That was obvious. They’d failed, after all. Although Florian wasn’t stupid enough to spit a sly remark like that into the cold air while surrounded by Juna’s men with high-powered weaponry, he was unable to shake free from the digging claw of the...

Whatever Nina had conversed with Lilia about during their time in the same cell, the impact she had formed upon this girl’s life was obvious. For others who shared Nina’s cell along with Lilia, her presence, her name, her personality might all be lost to the filtration of memory within a week or...

Unbeknownst to Lilia, Florian was already in the process of turning his head when she tugged on the sleeve of his coat. Superhuman hearing, that’s what Florian had, even with his hair dampening all sound that strayed near his ears – it certainly wasn’t that a high voice nearby shouted the word...

Despite the restraints being broken and removed, the sense of human autonomy was lethargic in its return to Florian’s limbs. The hypnotic headspace that certain doom had thrust him into, coupled with his mental dissection of his own grief, had sequestered all sense of self. Watching the group of...

Couldn’t argue with that. Letting his posture state an affirmative so his voice didn’t have to, Lyster took in the scene before him, eyes darting across aerial maps, the footage he had access to, and the steaming fire on the road ahead. Each purple blaze licked away at the Shadow’s fragmented...

Hmmm… Stink dripped from the ceiling. Each time the restrained man thought he had puzzled out the layers of hazy odour, another revealed itself. Singed hair, stirred dust, rust and ozone. Each lungful was concocted to dull the spirit, numb the throat and remind the heart it was beating - for...

Some loutish musers of proverb and maxim liked to suggest the great leveller of men was the need to sleep, eat or retire to the outhouse, but within the Syndicate, Sohrab was quietly deciding their great leveller was a bog. Typically, group members gave him a wider berth than they would give...

‘Hm, hm,’ Lyster agreed. It had been a good call. Good for his morale, good for his dreams. He liked to write down the interesting dreams, leave a trail of breadcrumbs for the psychiatrists to pick up and use to explain to him exactly how damaged he was. Given everything Lyster had been told...

‘However minimal it is by Darkstar standards, that Sun Devil’s gonna reduce those numbers even—’ Hearing the half-scream, half-command from Tremell come bursting through the comms, Lyster decided not to finish his sentence. Evidently, all he’d done with his words was invite Murphy and his...

The Zirzolan's large form was static while Adira started speaking. When she expressed a few points though, he turned slightly towards her and raised his head. He left a pause after she finished her thoughts before raising a palm to her. 'I am afraid I would disagree with you on a few...

Because he was the tallest amongst the group, Qyilim had positioned himself at the back of the room. His arms were folded, and he was acutely aware of the throbbing of his wrist, where Silas had taken out - then put back in - the tracker. Ignoring the pain, Qyilim had eyes fixed on the floor...

Black and Grey in the troop compartment looked like awkward parents forced to endure a rollercoaster ride by their socially anxious, barely teenage son. There they are, sitting knee-to-knee in trepidation, just waiting for it to be over. Obviously, Lyster knew better than to find levity in the...

Plenty of dry, humourless grins had crossed Lyster’s face today, though the other squad members had had the pleasure of those expressions being masked behind his opaque, battle-ready visor. This time, it was out and exposed to the air as he mused over the intel, his gaze flicking off to the side...