Detour
Tom turned the phone over in his nimble fingers, blunt claws tracing along the shiny plastic casing. He'd just ignored the third call of the night from his roommate and he already knew what the voice mail would sound like. Harsh light from...
Open Audition
The black wolf cursed under his breath for the third time in as many minutes as he slipped on the sidewalk but didn't quite fall. He pushed towards the theater, lamenting his failure to find a closer parking space. One would think that people would...
Conversion
Lawrence sighed as he stepped out into the quiet night with his motorcycle helmet under one arm. A warm spring breeze ran down the street and lightly ruffled the red fox morph's dull orange fur. His tail swayed lightly in the wind as he made his way...
Conversion 2: Coming and Going
Lawrence sat quietly and sipped at a bottle of water. The red fox's tail twitched under the table, almost certainly getting filthy against the airport floor. Usually -- not always, but usually -- he liked airports. Always exciting though hardly...
Conversion 6: Allies
Lawrence's motorcycle drifted through the RothPharmTech company garage as he took the familiar route around the structure. A pair of parallel red lines outlined his designated space until he pulled into it, at which point they flashed green for about...
Conversion 4: Couriers
Lawrence's fingerpads tingled where they touched the gun, but he didn't know if it was from the adrenaline or if that was just how a freshly-fired gun feels. Dana slid a hand with long, delicate fingers into a pocket. The panther focused on the fox but...
Conversion 5: Familiar Spaces
Lawrence stretched out on a bench on his back, legs propped up on the arm. It wasn't particularly comfortable, but at least the plastic bench seat didn't retain the scents of every ass that had rested on it today. His tail hung off the side, tip...
Conversion 3: In the Light of Day
Lawrence's fingers fumbled with the car visor as they turned the corner and the rising sun hit him right in the eyes. Pain shot through his face, his ears flicked back from the irritation. Even through the windshield and his fur, the fox morph could...
Conversion side story: Refurbished
Eric leaned against the alley wall, doing his best to look nonchalant but thoughtful as the morning traffic zipped by not too far away. His rumpled blue suit, combined with his near-vampiric pallor, gave off an air of someone who'd been partying all...
Conversion 9: Escalation
Lawrence and Neal stepped out of the autocab in front of a converted warehouse with the name "Moreytown" painted in claw-like streaks that would glow at night. The ostensibly self-driving car, with Chimera's face displayed on the interior screen,...
Conversion 8: Change of View
Melody kept glancing back over her shoulder as she walked from her car to the Swann Clinic. Every movement of a drone out of the corner of her eye, every buzzing speck against the night sky, made her wonder if NUBio was about to pull up in a black van...
Conversion 7: Measures
"Wait, what?" Lawrence glanced at Charles. "Is this for real?" "_He_ is for real," Dr. Landau said with a firm nod. "I know enough about his... situation to vouch for him." Lawrence turned back to the figure before him. It -- okay, he,...