Decommissioned Dormancy
Gentle creaks and dulcet groans lulled Lix from slumber like the scent of a freshly cooked breakfast, the thin blankets of Jack's cot twisting about her naked body like a cocoon of comfort as the aforementioned mechanic sat silently by her still side....
Kobold Krafts (Friends)
_Break the doo- Andrew!...
Twisted Space
One would think that, being a racer, Lix would find the crawling line of awaiting ships towards the Twister an exercise in tortuous patience. In reality, the Kux'lar pilot didn't mind the mind-numbing pace one bit, welcomed it even. It gave her ample...
Friends In Low Places
Jack hadn't expected Mo'Ona to even know of the Last Stop Staryard, the place was either a mythical legend to those that had either heard tales of the deadly repository or an off-limits deathtrap to those that knew the truth. However, he found himself...
Racer's Heart, Racer's Pride
Opulence was something of a rarity beyond the reaches of the megacorporate dominated systems near Sol. There, where Council and conglomerate money shone as bright as the stars themselves, did Roarks flow like wine into the visual affluence of those...
The Vents
Lix wasn't a stranger to violence per say, however her experience in the realm of death and injury was indirect. A flaming explosion after a collision or slamming her vessel into an asteroid, something born by accident or failure of skill at the flight...
Broken Chains
Elias was the first to rise, fishing rod in hand to greet the rising sun, and eventually Sade's splashing forelimbs. Fish slapped beside the man's boots, flopping upon the rough dock wood as he shifted a cigarette to the other side of his mouth. Late...
Kobold Krafts (in the wind)
It was official. As of today, Yelz had been in Alysia Central Emergency Hospital for the same amount of time as she'd lived in the cozy walls of Patricia's Palace. Perched upon the rail at the end of her bed, Yelz tilted her head back and gurgled, tiny...
Convoy
Fire was something of a scared entity to humanity, less of a form of energy and more of a symbol. Other species didn't quite understand it, but historians chalked it up fire being the initial steppingstone in humanity's technological growth. From those...
Mad Jack
Asteroid Racers were no strangers to chaos, to the mind-numbing tumult of death and destruction dealt at the precipitancy of lightspeed. Such was the nature of the game, their daring race through rings of stone and against each other's grit and hopes....
Hoodrat Shit
Lix had thought that planning for a heist into a gang infested hanger would be exciting, like in the movies! Low lights and cigar smoke, hard liquor poured over rocks while rough and tumble men, one being her sexy mechanic, leaned over a table and...
Checkered Flag
_Hey honey bunch, it's Helena. I wish I was hitting you up about smashing some bars between here and the next sector before the next race, but unfortunately, it's bad news. I got a boy in the Racer's Heart security suite who bets pretty hard on the...