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Subject 227
I knew it was her when she walked into the coffee house by the description my friend had given me; plump but not fat, long graying black hair worn in a bun, neither young nor old, pretty in an odd way. Evidently she recognized me as well. She sat opposite me, smiling with a touch of ironywww.onedoor.cc. We introduced ourselves. Neither of us were uncomfortable or self conscious. She in particular was poised and alert. Her brown eyes darted this way and that taking in her surroundings, which included myself, betraying nothing but mild interest and innate intelligence. There was clamor all about us. The air s...
Moon Rivers
Tom dropped his empty beer can at his feet, letting it loudly clang amongst the others as he cracked open a new one, taking a sip before setting it down on the tattered armrest. Can’t hear a thing, where’s the damn remote? He plunged his hands into the crevice on either side of the armchair’s fat cushion until his fingertips brushed against hard plastic.With considerable effort he gripped it between two outstretched fingers and was able to drag it up from the depths below. His head spun a little, and he was unsure whether it came from the exertion or the booze. He wasn’t particularly accustome...
Nimbus Novus
“Now arriving at: Nimbus Prime. Please gather belongings and prepare to deboard.” A robotic voice gargled through the rusty speakers of the passenger cabin. Vallen’s lips tightened nervously and she studied the speaker nearest to her intensely to try and take her mind off of how afraid she was. It looked like an old tin can, she thought, imagining the robot announcer at the other end of the line speaking into a second tin can, connected to the first by a length of string. Her mother had told her about an archaic children’s tradition like that once. She took a few deep breaths and closed her e...
The First of Many
"Give it up for Ellias Verone!!"The crowd goes wild, clapping, cheering, crying.From behind a towering, black curtain, a speck appears on the stage. Rows of people stretch on and on, all staring at the massive monitors, broadcasting the tall, dark and handsome figure for all to see. His stoic expression cracking slightly as he fights off the wave of emotions... Excitement, confidence, honor and... Uncertainty."Thank you, thank you all. It means so much for me to be here, on the global stage... Ushering in a new time... The time of time travel."His voice, even with speakers, can hardly be heard...