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Ciene Cāzo Oh. Komori. Rumi Komori. Ciene never payed too much attention to the news, but damn maybe he should. Saving that small moment of awareness for later processing, the boy quickly grabbed out the paper from the desk and his only pencil from his pocket. The pencil was small, used...

Ciene Cāzo Scalding was a word to describe the feeling of Ciene’s thin arms at that moment, scrubbing away at grossly stained dishes while white clouds of steam clogged his vision. About an hour was what he had left before his overtime hit damn near illegal levels for the week. Then again...

Repeatedly separated by mere moments that were increasing in duration, Seán’s eyelids seamed to be failing his facade of cognizance as they persistently drooped down before he fought to have them rise above his lowered gaze again and again. Pulling the yellow jacket closer to his weathered...

Miguel Kai — Lights. So many lights. Reds, greens, blues, all of which danced around the complex. The dark warehouse was shaking with a thunderous beat, it’s broken windows vibrating with an intense elation at the scene within. A strained and melancholic smile found its way onto a boy as he...

Upon stuffing the few rainbow cables into his backpack, Mitchell closed the box of a laptop and forced it next to the bag’s other inhabitants after Ms. X spoke: “Good, I’ll try not to spend too much of some random bastard’s money.” A mischievous smirk flashed across his visage. “Also as a...

Carter Phillips The green schoolyard grass swayed in the breeze as the tower bell proudly rang; calling the students to the auditorium. Admittedly spacing out during the majority of the ceremony, the stiff red chair seemed unnaturally comfortable amidst the large room filled with them. Luckily...

Carter Phillips Echoing through the tough steel, a rusted lock clicked as the chains around a green bicycle loosened and quickly became untied. Carter was pretty sure there was an introduction ceremony happening soon and figured that he might as well at least try to get there early. Wind was...

Carter Phillips Sunlight poured in through an ajar window, and a pair of dark blue drapes hang separated across the glass panes while limiting the radiant hue of yellow that was intruding upon the small bedroom. The vanilla colored walls were illuminated under the glow of the morning sun, a few...

Mitchell instinctively rolled his eyes at the idea of getting dressed up. “You kidding? This is my best shirt, even retrieved it from a guy’s closet up on the ground.” It’s not like Ms. X was exactly wrong however. “There’s probably a clothing refurbishing place on the way if we choose our path...

Eyes focused on the monitor, Mitchell listened to Ms. X postulate about goldeneyes’s augmentations. Admittedly he always wondered about the neat little effect Ringmaster had on cameras. “No way in hell any processor can handle properly remote interfacing with that many cameras in such a short...

Stepping over the damaged appendage, Mitchell rolled his eyes as he grumbled to himself. "Tech monkey my ass." He purposefully chose to ignore the hotel comment before nodding his head at Liz's description of the situation. "Bottom line is I'm doubling down on a favor." Back then he was still...

Glancing at Liz, Mitchell nodded lightly: "I'll be fine, just need to make a quick stop before we head out." It took a few minutes for him to limp to the motel, but eventually he found himself at the heavy door. Using the small key, it soon opened with an irritable screech of the worn hinges...

A flash of absolute vexation passed over Mitchell's visage as John's, Bishop's, and Liz's words finally reached his ears. Straining his wrists until blood started to drip down his hands, a single weak link within the handcuffs snapped. Forcing his way out of the the copper's hands, adrenaline...

A guttural laugh echoed from Mitchell’s vocal chords. “Don’t worry, it’s only the internal software that’s fried. The heavy shell is still as useless as it always was.” The words towards the officer were laced with ego and a tinge of spite; at least some flatfoot personalities were predictable...

The emergency beacon clattered violently out of his hand and onto the ground, casting a small shadow as the dropship light flickered over the rubble stained structure. A small grunt emitted from Mitchell after the officer slammed onto his prone form, knocking the wind out of his already ragged...

A haze still clouded Mitchell’s mind as he shakily stood up, waving away at the blurry form of Liz as a series of cracks emanated from his back: “That could’ve gone better.” Upon turning around, the flashlight nearly blinded him as the officer’s words finally reached a form of cognition. It took...

A quick glance in the man’s direction was all Mitchell could manage before being pulled onto the dark colored floor; he tried to ignore the slight heat that was present on his visage. The neon lights danced around them to the ever increasing beat of the music, greens and blues mingling like the...

A nearly broken pencil sat in Jason’s hand, lazily glancing over the tattered journal on the metal table in front of him. The groggy feeling from waking up still plagued his mind as music blasted in his ears. A latent smell of food drifted through the nearly empty mess deck, it’s always had that...

Mitchell scoffed at Liz’s remark, rolling his eyes slightly: “Thrown into’s definitely a way to describe it.” He took another hefty swig of his drink as his new colleague spoke, staring into the now empty cup while considering her words. A pained look flashed before his visage before he ran a...

“What’s wrong with dairy? Er, synthetic dairy.” Mitchell turned his head towards the woman and he took a sip of his drink, eyebrow raised in a skeptical and accusatory manner. “Plus, I’d rather not make an ass of myself.” He gave a sideways glance towards a man that was a few seats away...