Vincent could barely hear the woman he was talking to over the band playing on the little stage in the corner of the bar. They weren’t good, but they were loud, and sometimes what you wanted was loud. “So yeah, yesterday I had a close brush with death, so I figure I better live a … Continue reading Year 350, Rotation 31: Perfect as Binary →

Giana stared at the blank canvas, feeling ridiculous. But she had to do something with her time besides reminisce about The Bird and tinker with salvaged machines in her garage. She needed a hobby. And just like the first time she’d gotten behind the controls of a crawler, she had to start somewhere. She dipped … Continue reading Year 350 A.E., Rotation 30: A Standard Delivery →

Vincent and Shelby plodded along toward the drop-off point for today's delivery. Shelby's cargo hold was packed with freshly-fired bricks that would be used to patch up damage to a primary school caused by a rogue sky-elephant that the sky-fallers hadn't been able to drive off in time. It was an easy job, which meant … Continue reading Year 350 A.E., Rotation 23: Live Fast →