The emergency alert flashed across Shelby’s screen when Vincent was two jumps from picking up his contract for the day, and he could hear the alarm bells from where he was. Three short chimes. Three long. Three short. Toaster tugged on his pants leg and he nodded once, already reaching for his radio. It wasn’t … Continue reading Year 352 A.E., Rotation 123: Happily Ever Exiled, Part 1 →

The spire was far away from the mining ring. It took Vincent all day to drive there at full speed, and even then, the light had long since faded from the sky by the time he pulled into a hangar at the edge of the lowest tier island of the Capital. It was shitty, but … Continue reading Year 352 A.E., Rotation 61: It’s Easy to Do Nothing, Part 2 →