Javelin couldn’t believe how far Stern was apparently willing to go. The thrown chair was understandable; a way to seperate himself from the ZSF and get close to the dissident. But this...the man was knowingly committing treason. Javelin was really starting to worry now; if the fugitive managed...
As Vlad looked down at Guerrero’s still form, barely hearing the doctor, doubt suddenly assaulted him. What was his plan here? Murder an unconscious man in cold blood, in plain view of the entire expedition? Genius. He’d be electrocuted to death before he could even finish the job. Maybe the...
“Now that is some interesting footage,” Martuf’s voice practically purred in Javelin’s ear as she pushed away the recently airborne chair. Javelin scanned over the feed from her button camera, and confirmed that there was indeed some interesting footage, just as she’d hoped. Stern’s intervention...
Stern is quite the tricky little bugger isn't he :P . Of course, he was just caught on camera assaulting a ZSF officer to help a wanted fugitive escape custody. That might cause problems for him down the line. *cackling intensifies*
Interesting was Javelin’s first thought as Stern suddenly seemed to expand before her eyes, his towering presence suddenly filling the corridor. She allowed herself to cower a little, slightly widening her eyes and taking half a step back. Then she filled herself with anger, reached into her...
It was pretty enough. Ok breathtaking really. Stunning even, especially for someone who’d never seen a real tree. Vlad clambered out of the wrecked dropship and simply stopped for a moment as he took in the air. He stooped over and sunk his fingers into the cool dark soil. He’d been lucky enough...
Grrr I've been so busy this week >.<. Plus I made the mistake of getting Europa Universalis 4, so that ate up my free time. But good news folks! This weekend I'm heading up to the cottage, so nothing but me and wifi and my laptop, so expect to see a lot from me over the weekend.
Blatant double...
As she heard his voice echoing down the hallway, Javelin found herself mildly irritated that Stern was still close at hand. Though she was in significantly better shape than the detective, she’d been forced to take a less efficient route to avoid him. The man was too smart for his own good; it...