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How we each play the game

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How we each play the game

Varish: Ms Shepard… I can say with full honesty that I have never be more glad to meet someone like you in the flesh. Jane Shepard: Nice starting line… use it often? Varish: facts can sometimes be flattery… exactly if their true facts. Jane Shepard: and given out more freely from you then with most business people I meet on a regular basis. But as to just who you are? Varish: Varish Orr: about as humble a man as the dangers of his life demands. And as one who has faced so much herself… I hope you can believe my words when I say those dangers are just as numerus as yours are Jane Shepard: you could say that. I guess us being so damn good at our jobs we both have backs to watch. Varish: since that is the case, I feel compelled to add that I will be watching yours closely. Jane Shepard: and how am I supposed to take that statement, from a man who uses children to get my attention? Varish: it is a nessarary evil I do perform, and I do regret it on every occasion I do it. Jane

THE AMERICAN DREAM LIVES!

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THE AMERICAN DREAM LIVES!

Every inch of the orbital tournament hall was shaking, trembling with the sheer resonance of shouts and cries of a crowd 4000 strong. The blood of every member of the 4000 was up, even as they focused their adrenalized senses towards the four wrestling rings, one in each corner of the orbiting hall. They all shouted for their favorite fighter be they human, wesorn, easorn, or souborn, organic, or techno. There was Mig the Romitor, brag the fawn, and Kyriake Malili the amazon. But, most of the massed sectators proclaimed one name, shouting it in an almost deliberate chant. "Tina! Tina!" Tina charged forwards, her fighters heart pounding like a hammer as she pulled her right fist back to deliver a trademark west rock punch, and sent the blow thundering into the face of her current opponent: a horny dwarf grudge brawler whom she had just sent flying. The Crystal Charmhanced warrior of the Northern Stars was knocked clean off his feet by the fist strike, the back of his head collided so

Friend's Help

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Friend's Help

“Liara, get down!” Jane Shepard called out as she vaulted a boulder and opened fire with her rifle, taking out a Mid-Mech as it aimed its pistol at her friend. Dr. Liara T'Soni instinctively did take cover, ducking behind a pair of stock crates… not an instant to soon. A storm of gunfire erupted from five more Mid-Mechs, pummeling the metal crates, but ultimately, barely scratching it. With concentrated fire, even as she ran towards the friend who needed her, Jane took out two more of the Mid-Mechs. Before Jane could retch her however, Liara cried out to her “Jane behind you!” Acting purely on sudden and spontaneous instinct, Jane right as a beam of dense laser energy shot through where she had been just an instant before. She didn’t need to guess who/what had fired at her… it was a large Heavy-Mech, advancing down a sloped towards the fight. “Jane!” Liara called again peering out from behind the crates, giving one of the Mid-Mechs a clear shot… Jane was faster, gunning down the threat

Promise

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Promise

A third bottle flew across the 7th heaven bar, even as the thrower was knocked to the floor. The howl room… utter chaos: eighteen patrons, near all drunk, were throwing down, wildly. three men were dogpiling upon two more, while another two slugged it out with punches. Beneath a table off in a corner, a little girl hid, unseen and safe from the madness. The chaotic fight raged on with two more men dope knocked cold…. Until, one of the brawlers, a total drunken idiot, charged an equal idiot drunk, pushing him backwards, neither of them seeing they were about to fall upon the girl. But then… at the last second… another girl stepped in their way. With a concentrated push of her right shoulder, Tifa Lockhart pushed the drunks away so hard they both hit the decking. “get away from her…” she growled with pure anger; By then the thirteen still standing drunks had registered the presence of the beautiful young bouncer… and immediately turned their animosity upon her. One of them charged her…

Storm Nemesis

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Storm Nemesis

The Sky Forged energy swords came together again, driven together by the raging passions of their young welders, even as they clashed among the raging Blizzardcane. Fleeting Cyan Blue and Crimson Red sparks of crystal drawn energy sprung from every strike, the speed and force of both attackers creating a cascade of light akin to a constant firework. As he swung the short sword in his right hand around again, meeting the Dark Ace`s larger, two handed blade, Aerrow could feel the first faint traces of the enemy of all warriors … fatigue. It was to be expected, especially from a fight that had lasted almost half an hour, as this one had. But nothing of that fact mattered enough to the Sky Knight to even register in his mind. All that mattered, in that storm, in that very moment, was the battle! And yet, even with another blow struck between Storm Hawk and Cyclonian, the full physical strain of both the battle itself and the storm around it was begging to tell upon their faces. “you’ve

On the Job

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On the Job

terra racked the innocent people of peach wood Village as chaos ran through the river side settlement’s streets like steam acid. the yellow turban extremist group was almost at the heart of the settlement, their butcherus intent clear as they closed in upon the surviving villagers, now frantically amassing within the central courtyard. On a narrow street, just a few dozen feet from the hopeful safety of the courtyard, a young boy, struggling at the back of his fleeing family... fell, tripping over his exhausted feet. But right then even as five pursuing turbans came within arms reach of him... someone sprang into the path of the assailant reaching out to grab him, kicking away his offending right arm with her left leg before delivery an identical kick square into both his face and the next closest turban. Even as the two assaulters were sent flying backwards into the two behind them, the young boy looked up stunned at his rescuer, eyes filling with tears... “wh..wh.. who are y..

Save and Saved

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Save and Saved

“back off.” Jane Shepard’s voice was sharp with anger, flexing her fingers into fists as she advanced towards the gang of thugs molesting a Drell merchant in a narrow alley in the lower citadel wards “now.” The four gangsters glanced between each other. “he’s ugly… lady….” The largest of them growled, dropping the Drell to the floor, “and me and these guys…” “are going to stop being a band of jerks…” Jane cut in stopping her advance five feet away from the thugs, even as the Drell scrambled fearfully behind her, “and do something better with yourself.” Another of the gangsters snorted, and barreled forwards, punching out at Jane. With a teeth gritted growl of frustration, Jane slammed her forums together, blocking the punch, then counter struck with a jab of her own, knocking the thug out cold. Even as the thug fell to the floor, another of the gang slammed head first into Jane’s chest, forcing her to backstep, before resecuring her footing and kneeing her attacker in the chest

Oni and Gaul

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Oni and Gaul

The Oni, Raiko, was lost in a strange forest: the light of a coming sunrise shone between big thick trees, while unfamiliar but beautiful bird songs filled the air. Raiko sighed; she had stepped through a magical Shinto portal to escape an angry mob in her home region of Japan. She had been scared, exhausted and angry. She was tired of people chasing and fighting her. Suddenly Raiko saw a big pig like fury animal with horns run by. Followed a millisecond later by a large grinning man wearing blue and white stripped Pajamas. Fleetingly confused for a second, the hungry Raiko grinned, and ran after the man and the animal. “Boar!” the man shouted excitedly, “goody, goody, goody!” His excitement was passionate, so much so that Raiko found herself laughing to, “go for it big guy!” The ‘big guy’ didn’t seem to register her voice, even as she drew level with him. But by then Raiko didn’t mind, she was just so happy to be doing something with somebody again… After being chased and fought for

Conrad 1

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Conrad 1

“Him again?” Thane’s voice asked over Jane’s com piece in her ear. For possibly the first time ever, Jane detected annoyance in her boyfriend’s voice. “yeah…” she sighed, “I guess he just can’t stop shouting my praises.” “could he have done anything serious?” “he’d better not have.” Thane’s tone changed with his answer, which came with a laugh. “I can see that his adoration is at least well placed.” Despite her lingering annoyance, Jane felt herself simultaneously smile and blush at that. Her mood lightened, “thank you, smooth talker.” “I will be with you soon Siha.” Thane promised as he always did at times like this. “dame it, Conrad.” Jane did have to admit, the crowd that clustered around the doors of the Stela Star café was a bit lager then she had been expecting for someone as stupid as Conrad simply singing her prizes… even he couldn’t be that exasperating to…. Suddenly, a voice cried out from just within the Café’s doors “Shepard, it’s a trap!” the cry was most definitely

at a pond

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at a pond

Qwark could not take his eyes off of Tifa. As she just sat there, her slender legs half submerged in the pool, the young woman seemed as though nothing in the galaxy could bother her. Half a heartbeat later, the implications of that possibility registered in the Captain’s mind. He took a deep breath, so deep that Tifa could not help but hear it, and stepped forward. “sooooo” he began, his voice filled with all the confidence he could muster, “you should know… I spent over a year at the Pokitaru hot spars… where I quickly picked up the title of… captain soft hand.” Tifa looked at the Captain, her expression a curious smile. “So… umm” he continued, stuttering as he looked straight into her beautiful face “if you felt inclin…” The young woman gave out an amused chuckle, clearly amused at the Captain’s attempt to get close to her. Uncertain how to react Qwark froze, his mind racing for how to react. “come here…” Tifa’s voice was as soft as silk as she patted the rock just to her right

Spotlight

Save and Saved

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Save and Saved

“back off.” Jane Shepard’s voice was sharp with anger, flexing her fingers into fists as she advanced towards the gang of thugs molesting a Drell merchant in a narrow alley in the lower citadel wards “now.” The four gangsters glanced between each other. “he’s ugly… lady….” The largest of them growled, dropping the Drell to the floor, “and me and these guys…” “are going to stop being a band of jerks…” Jane cut in stopping her advance five feet away from the thugs, even as the Drell scrambled fearfully behind her, “and do something better with yourself.” Another of the gangsters snorted, and barreled forwards, punching out at Jane. With a teeth gritted growl of frustration, Jane slammed her forums together, blocking the punch, then counter struck with a jab of her own, knocking the thug out cold. Even as the thug fell to the floor, another of the gang slammed head first into Jane’s chest, forcing her to backstep, before resecuring her footing and kneeing her attacker in the chest
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