Juryokine: Chapter Fourteen

Getting his inventor's license was important too, though, right? zashiel might scoff at the idea, but navras said toke's batteries could change yasmik the same way his own harnessing of jidoryo did.

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Chapter 1: A Change of Mode

Now that she was assured both dale and monterey jack were not in any immediate danger, her mind has shifted gears back to that of the curious inventor.

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Juryokine: Chapter Nineteen

But the thoughts of finishing his battery and finally being awarded with his inventor's license were too alluring to resist, and soon he found himself lost in daydreams.

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Juryokine: Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen Toke crouched atop a building, a cool gust of wind tugging at his jacket as he faced the Capitol. His skin crawled as he knelt there, sure that, at any moment, Klevon was going to swoop down and slaughter him. The mission had just...

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Juryokine: Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty Toke clenched his fists so hard he was almost afraid he'd crush his battery, but that was the only way to make them stop trembling as he made his way up the stairs to the Capitol's door. The same carvings he'd seen a month ago were...

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Juryokine: Chapter Thirty One

"i was hoping you'd see reason," the old inventor said, standing up. he rubbed the soreness out of his wrists, and then fished a key out of an inner pocket of his robe. "very, very disappointed."

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Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Four

Now the permissor's son is dead, which definitely won't make things easier for our young inventor. and who was it that found him lying in the street?

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Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Two

Chapter Twenty Two "I can't believe this," Toke whispered. He sat in the chair beside Wayli's bed, hunched over so that his chin almost rested on the mattress. Boam stood with his back against the wall behind him, not saying anything. Wayli's...

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Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Three

Chapter Twenty Three "Quiet," Zashiel whispered as they crept toward the warehouse. She had zipped her wings inside her jacket again, opting to take to the ground with Toke. They had circled around to the far side of the building, and now had their...

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Juryokine: Chapter Thirty Three

"you're the inventor, aren't you? you tell me." toke stopped for a moment to look at the green pipe. at a passing glance, it only seemed to be glowing, but a closer look revealed a current in the unnatural light.

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Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Eight

Chapter Twenty Eight Toke clenched his eyes shut as the wind struck his face. After a few seconds, he wriggled his arm free of Zashiel's grip and flipped his hood up. When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't hold in his gasp. "Whoa," he...

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