Tag Archives: Free

Before departure

It was a larger than normal crowd in the graveyard.  What was normally a quiet time for Mike and Tanta had blossomed into a full family event (living and dead) and the spread of food and drink covered more than … Continue reading

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Money Talks (summery winter minutes part 2)

“So”, he said as he gathered things for the trip.  “The minutes I was reading are actually relevant to right now.” “How?”  Free asked, she was already packed. “There be different types of combat.  There is kills someone directly then … Continue reading

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Interlude between Minutes

If you are looking for more minutes, see the next post, this one needed to be done, it was yelling at me to be written “Where the hell are we going, anyways”  Mike asked, walking beside Free. “Wondered how long … Continue reading

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13 Minutes (part 1)

OOC Yes this is my take on some of the Minutes of the CSM summit.  Yes it is done in character.   “You don’t get it.”  Mike explained.  “Even when I am not in it I follows it so I know … Continue reading

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Where have you been?

Mike looked about the hanger and saw that nobody was willing to meet his eyes.  She stood in front of him waiting for an answer,  “Um well there is the Bus . . . ” “The Bus does not keep … Continue reading

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Minutes minutia

Mike laughed until he saw the length of the minutes the sighed and got down to work.  “This gonna take a bit.” Free looked over and asked . . . “how is that stuff on stations coming?” “My Onc used … Continue reading

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Our house

  “So what can you tell me about citadels?”  She asked. Mike smiled at Free and bit back his greeting, seeing that she was all business like.  “Precious little I am afraid.  Being with Scope does not allow for me … Continue reading

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Practice and Training

“Encore . . . point!  encore, encore, center yourself mes petits.  Always keep your centre.”  Tanta watched the students with a critical eye as they continued to do the same steps over and over and over. — The knife flew … Continue reading

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Terror

“See, I always thought the point of terrorism was to cause fear, to sway minds or drive an enemy into a corner.  Ting is, I seldom see that it works.”  Mike scooped some of the contents of the skillet onto … Continue reading

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Thoughtless

Free smiled as the ‘Great Artist’ continued to work on the starscape of movement.  She understood it now.  A hand gesture spun little comets spinning into a nebula, his finger flicked to impart a spin upon them so they trailed … Continue reading

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