The Truly Repentant

"Captain's personal log, star-date ... date," he whispered, trailing, narrowing his eyes. The lighting in his ready room was dim. Casting shadows. Shrouding much of the lingering damage. "Computer, what day is it?" A weak, short response....

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The Changing Face of Evil

"But I will sing of your strength; I will sing aloud of your steadfast love in the morning. For you have been to me a fortress and a refuge in the day of my distress. O, my Strength, I will sing praises to you, for you, O God, are my...

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Waiting for Thunder

The crew-furs of Yellowknife busied themselves. With their duties. With each other. Waiting for the storm to come. Waiting for the thunder. A waiting game. Waiting. Wait. Chirrup! The door chime, which sounded...

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A Hard, Bruising Fall

"The flow regulators are off by .03 microns," the snow rabbit stated, her voice crisp. Controlled. Her posture proper, and her fluffy, white bobtail flickering like a flame. But it wasn't a flame that many wished to burn themselves on. If this fact...

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To Touch and Know

"I never disappoint," Seward insisted, a heaviness in his tone, "the others ... " An exhale, sharp and uneasy, as he stretched a bit. A tiny, relieved moan. The sound of fur rustling against sheets. As well as fur on fur. His bare foot-paws bumped...

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Hooray For Our Talkeetna

Steam rose. Bubble-bubble-boil. "You don't like turnips, doctor?" "Well, uh ... I, uh ... " A slight sniff. And, clacking her beak a bit, the black-and-white warbler replied, "Not especially, no." She absently smoothed her feathers. ...

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Welcomed

The lighting in the small, screen-filled room was a dim, soothing blue. And it made Talkeetna's fur look darker than it actually was. "Have you turned off the devices? Lowered the magnetic field?" "Yes," was the simple, soft reply from Mariposa....

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Doxology

"Where'd you get that?" Emerson looked up. "In the, uh ... it survived the crash. In the wreckage," he replied, shyly, looking up from his reading. He had a Bible in his paws. The marmot smiled, standing. And gave a nod. "Well ... what're you...

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Damp Space - The Beginning of the End

Captain's Log 45,5 Quadrant 54.4 Star Date 978.28.03 Captain Michelle Richards, FDE, HDP The day was slowly ceasing us and progress had been slow. Communications with the colony had weakened significantly with the increasing static and array trouble....

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space special ops 2

{medical file 8756: commander harold has had the first implants installed into him. we have not woken him yet,and will not intill he recives the fourth batch of implants. the new team we are assining him have arrived to. we will begin the implant...

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La Cucaracha

The CFS _Santiago_ rumbled into the system, travelling in what would to an outside observer be 'reverse', with her after heavy reaction mass tank facing the perils of detritus, leaving scarring and scouring, whilst those within got to feel a sensation...

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Windows to the Soul - chap. 1-2 - by Skyfox

Chapter 1. Overtime It was quite a bit past dark as Sarah wrote equations on the white board, listening to the rain hit the office windows and run down to the metal sill. The marker fumes had become a stench to her nose as she continued to work...

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