Sinking Offer (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The approaching lakebed had a stillness to it, as Detective Clip flexed her shoulders and back to try and get a hand free of the cuffs that were holding them to her ankles behind her back. As she methodically tested each direction and force available...
Fresh Date (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The skunk peered out of bed, from among the haphazard tangle of blankets and pile of pillows. To his roommate's inquiry he replied with a noncommittal groan. ~ This response being of insufficient clarity, the squirrel came to a stop in the hall to...
Hanging Art (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The raccoon leaned back in his seat, yawning a bit. With the aid of the rather large bottle of water and idle conversation, the gallery's guard kept up his focus on the array of security camera displays before him. After a pause, he replied to...
Right Church, Back Pew (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The temple lecture was a bit more than halfway complete when a basilisk, dripping wet with kerosene, slipped in the back doors of the long hall and tucked onto one of the rear pews. Everyone in the length of the hall gave some notice to the sound of...
Drenched Gambit (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The bar was a quiet place, early in the afternoon with the rain pouring down outside. Detective Clip glowered across the table to the meerkat who in turn kept up his own grin. ~ "They've got me out here for a safety protocol; here's the seal of...
Sales in the Park (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The wolf's gaze was a sweep across the park, until he spotted his quarry. He slid up onto his feet to stride across the gravel path, ducking under a particularly low hanging branch. ~ Coming upon the skunk he'd seen from across the grass, the wolf...
Protest Line (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The young rabbit, fresh on the force, wasn't as bulk or tall as his fellow cops. But he'd had his training, had his walk of the beat, and held faith in his gear and fellows. The clouds of the night still held back their rain from line of police in...
Mail Drop Temple (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Out in backwater colonies where there weren't niceties like satnav or paved roads, Detective Clip always found a bit of charm to rumbling down a gravel and dirt road on the back of a growling motorcycle. There wasn't too much of a hurry to it, and...
Train Exchange (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The long hallways of the passenger starliner provided Detective Clip plenty of time to practice her saunter of calm innocence. In one pocket, the memory drive that had successfully acquired a copy of the data from the buyer's computer, the other her...
Out for Snacks (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The sun was advancing day towards evening, "That was a great museum! I really liked the exibit on those spectacular stones!", the Synth explained to the lynx. ~ "I'm glad you came to visit!", the lynx strolling alongside her friend. "Oh! Oh! The bus...
Off the Books (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The worn down motel provided all of the discretion that Detective Clip had planned for and counted on, the walkway outside a dull glow of the morning sun and cheap neon trim. The bathroom smelled of the faint mixture of bleach and mildew, an eternal...
Small Reply (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The mouse's ears were perked attentively, giving the words all due focus up until they decided upon their reply. ~ "No, I don't believe I will do doing that.", dropping to one knee as they raised the muzzle of their rifle to bear on matters at hand....