Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 36
james nodded and smiled, but on the inside he was getting so awfully sick and tired of all these polite pleasantries.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 33
I'm sorry, james. i'm so, so sorry."
Food. Food, The Problem Is Always Food
"james." my voice was weak, hardly more than a whisper. i wasn't even sure if i was speaking standard. "james!" when he still didn't move, i lashed out with a savage kick to his back.
Well, One Thing Is Still Working
It fit james' frail human form well enough, but i nearly had to walk sideways to even so much as enter. i wasn't sure where we were going, i simply followed james.
And Not A Drop To Drink
I reached out and dragged james towards me, careful not to wash him in the quickly growing tide.
A Rough Passage To The Surface
Beside me, james was wrestling into his harness. he gave me a quick thumbs up as i glanced over at him.
Catch A Falling Star
Oh dear gods, james was dead. what was i to do now? my feet took me unerringly back to the bridge where james was still slumped in the pilot's seat. wait. he was gone.
Back in 'Civilization'
I ducked into the shadows, dragging james alongside me. "uh, buddy, you want to tell me what's going on?" james' voice was nothing more than a whisper.
Damnit Crit, I'm a Mechanic, Not a Killer!
Five down, and one for james. his kill was barely bloody at all. the thought of james' combat left a sour note in my mouth.
Why Hide When You Have All the Space In the World?
Packing was another problem, all we really had were the water bottles and james' backpack. and james was hardly enamoured with the idea of having all his drinking water coated with blood and viscera.
Can a Band-Aid Fix A Reactor Leak?
"james," i had to fight to keep my voice level, fight to keep it from falling back into the snarling and grunting tongue of my home, "james, i told you that was an order."
First Mate Crit Is A Bugger
james, fred, anyone, can you hear me? they've killed them! oh god, we've got a hull breach!