Dignified Supreme Crunch (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The fox's graying muzzle wrinkled as he gazed down at the bundle of liquefied foodstuff wrapped in an off-white tortilla. "And this..", he prodded it with one of the supplied plastic forks, "..is what you kid look forward to eating?" His gaze rose to...
Don't Ask the Compass (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "Hey, you ready for...", the collie abruptly cutting off his inquiry as he cornered around the door frame into the small alcove of recreational area. The more senior engineer was crouched down, prone with her stubby beak gently pressed against the...
Ad Hoc Vocabulary (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The edges of the badger's lips curled with surprise as the sandwich slipped from amongst his fingers. Deft hands sprung to action, giving chase while a profane exclamation began to solidify deep in his gut just below his diaphram. It was as the...
Packing and Truth (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The sun was settling into its comfortable groove of daytime while the jackalope leaned in through the rear door of his hatchback, shoving around various piles of items in his search. "No, not too much in here worth taking. So that duffle'l work fine,...
Breakfast of Corn (Otherwise Untitled)
~ As the lump of yellow batter crackled along amongst the thin veneer of cooking oil in the skillet, the fox regarded the whole process dubiously. He'd luckily had the corn meal and salt on hand to attempt the hoe cakes, but the recipe he found seemed...
Moment in a Truck (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The phoenix found herself abruptly awake by the sound of the teargas canister bouncing off of the truck's windshield. From the same pool of self control that prevented her from igniting the bench seat's upholstery, she merely rolled onto her back to...
A Desperate Dalliance (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The frame of the ship could be heard to strain from the sustained posture of flanking speed, while Captain DeCaro paused to collect his thoughts. His hand pressed firmly into the scanner pad, to lend his embedded credentials to his orders, he nodded...
A Week's Hobby (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The sun hung low to the horizon, as Captain DeCaro calmly regarded the inklings of green shoots rising from the carriage bucket he'd filled with dirt. If the macaw's beak could smile, he would. Satisfied with the evening's inspection, the old bird...
First Prayers (Otherwise Untitled)
~ With the first duty cycle of her first tour complete, Gloria rummaged through the top drawer in her modest living quarters. The notebook carefully wrapped in a prayer rug was tucked away right where she'd safely stowed it. She knew of the teachings...
Course Correction (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The bridge was a soft chatter of communications traffic amongst the fleet and a wild symphony of grumble out of the frame of the well worn ship. Admiral Sligh leaned back into his seat with a depressed sigh, preparing to hold his composure as he saw...
Drops of Note, Soothed Evening (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The kobold's soft wailing croon shifted into tones of conclusion as he adjusted the shower's water over to 'Arctic Glaze'. He always liked to follow the relaxation of a hot steam with the invigorative properties of a sudden chill. With the final...
Detention (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The phoenix could see two things in her cell that were quite out of the ordinary. Remaining persistently in her line of view was the duct tape haphazardly around her beak, sealing it shut. The other matter was also heard, as the naked wolf sat a few...