1.4 - Every Hour Here
"Shuttle-pod One, you're cleared for launch." A pause. "Wish I was going," said the voice over the comm. Ketchy's voice. "I'll take you some pictures," promised Rella. She had brought her holo-camera. Along with the requisite food rations, water...
1.5 - Flared Embers
Adelaide rolled, only half by choice, out of her chair. Chittering, slumping to the floor as sparks flew and smoke billowed where she'd been. Her plum-colored eyes stung, even as she shielded her face with a wing-arm. The whole ship was quaking. Her...
1.6 - The Thaw
"You're of the snow?" Assumpta tilted her head, blue eyes sharp and unblinking. "Yes." "You're a predator," stated the snow rabbit. He had a soft, white pelt, looking like the ivory ice. "It would stand to reason," was her reply. "Yet you serve...
1.7 - Pink Rising Sun
The pink sun slowly rose, changing colors as it went. Undergoing a fiery metamorphosis into a more intense orange as it scaled the bright-blue sky. There was a reason most of this planet was sheer desert. "Bloody kangaroos," Field muttered. "Why...
1.8 - Twice Shy
"Doctor?" Kody looked up, chewing on some greens. Assumpta sniffed and raised a brow. "Salad?" she presumed. "Tossed salad, actually. Cool and crisp. Seven kinds of lettuce, from romaine to iceberg, with carrot and radish slivers." A burgeoning...
2.3 - Real Time
"You're awake. That's good," was the calm declaration. Field blinked several times, as if emerging from a fog. Everything slightly out of focus. He was on his side, 'in the fur' ... in the hay? There was no mistaking the scent of dried alfalfa,...
2.5 - Close Encounters
"Oliver," said the snow leopard. "Assumpta," he countered, warmly. "It is agreeable to see you again." "Likewise," she whispered, unable to keep the surprise out of her voice. They were at a big government 'to-do' (a party, you might say) on the...
3.2 - Talk Through It
Ketchy removed the silver earpiece from her cocked, angular ear, slumping back in her cushioned chair. Her bushy tail drooping. She'd been stressed since the start of her shift. It was currently the middle of the afternoon, according to the snow rabbit...
3.1 - Waking Up Is Hard To Do
"He hasn't said a word. Just sits there, on the floor. Curled up in the corner," the deputy said, with a headshake. "Was he given medical attention?" Aria asked, leaning back in her cushion-chair. Cottony bobtail sticking through the rounded...
2.8 - A Lifetime on the Lips
"A non-aggression pact?" "You sound surprised," Aria replied, paws clasped behind her back. Wren rolled his neck around, tensely. He suddenly felt claustrophobic behind his desk. So, he stood up and paced to the main, panoramic window, here in...
2.7 - Mental as Anything
"Is there a reason I'm here?" "For starters? You entered snow rabbit space without permission," Aria said, ice-blue eyes scanning a computer pad, "in a stolen craft." They were in her office (the constable's office), in the middle of the Promenade....
2.6 - Body Language
Three hours down. Three hours and fifty-five seconds. Three hours and ... ... nineteen to go? At least nineteen hours 'til the tempest passed, with the possibility that it might change speed and direction at any given time (based on the...