Host's Soup (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The ferret sort of lingered in the kitchen, looming over the stove as the soup came to a proper simmer. Patrica rubbed at her side a bit while regarding the cutting board on the counter near the stove, her ribs keeping their dull ache from their...
Ship's Travel (Otherwise Untitled)
~ With a yawn and some more scratching at his chin, Captain Kild flicked on the intercom microphone. His voice flooded the ship from the crisp crackle of copper cables. "Good morning, loyal crew of the Lopsided Tug, we are now on day fourty-three of...
Dinner and Movie (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The kobold was busy scampering around in his kitchen while Bell shuffled his way along the bookshelf in the main room that now smelled of the Synth's bakery. While he was mixing in the diced peppers into the skillet, his boyfriend lumbered somewhat...
Cooking for the Parents (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Kevin glanced back and forth between the two potatoes arranged on the pantry shelf before him. He had been successful in stalling for time by serving his parents an appetizer of corn chips, pickles, and mustard. The task of a proper meal would be a...
Unexpected Arrivals (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "That's just one of those stories from your papers.", decried Colonel James Malloy. ~ "Nah, it's true! My cousin just over at Janus Hub didn't come back from her tour there; where else could she be?", came back the friendly voice over the low...
Barfight Invite (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The badger stepped away from the bar and out into the more open area of the establishment, a grin forming across her face as she reached up to break the shaft off of the crossbow bolt stuck in her shoulder. "Thank you for your prompt reply.", her...
Kobold in a field (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The kobold sat alone in a field, beneath a sky of clouds. The day's heat had finally broken, and cool rain beaded off her scales and seeped into the cloth of her jacket. Arms wrapped around her knees, the kobold buried her face into her knees. With...
Motel Pool (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Greg floated amicably in the motel pool, shifting position to look up at the jackalope standing alongside. "The water's fine, I swear.", the fox teased to Linda. The jackalope shrugged indecisively, "My illusions don't hold up well to standing...
Iron Jewlery (Otherwise Untitled)
There was a lingering silence as Detective Clip seemed hesitant to reply to the demand, her only clarification thus far a disapproving glare to the checkpoint officer. Before he could repeat his request, the detective spoke. "No." The jackalope's gaze...
Understanding Wreck (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The bridge of the wrecked ship was a study of dust and debris, with only the single terminal appearing to cling to life as the bluejay carefully worked on the wiring of the base. The flickering seemed to stabilize for a moment, before she stood and...
Dinner Mimicry (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The fennec bounced up and down along the kitchen counters, from step stool to floor to stool. Another pair of toast slices onto the plate and fresh bread replacing. Whaah-chunk, more on the way. Her attentions were scattered amongst the formation of...
Carry a Ride (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The entire bridge of the ship was a scattered mess of disassembled terminals and flickering lights, as the elderly gryphon stood firmly in the circle he'd cleared out at the center. With his remaining wing flared, he ducked his head low to inquire,...