There was a correct way to wear a uniform and an incorrect way to wear a uniform. The Shil’vati whose office he’d just been bustled into was definitely an example of the latter.
“My assistant tells me you’re here on an errand from the colonel?” the diminutive male asked, before taking a drag of his cigarette. Or at least, the Shil’vati equivalent to a cigarette, given the smell that hung heavily in the air of the room was most assuredly not that of tobacco. “I assume...
2021-08-01 09:49:43 +0000 UTC
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“They hate the tanks.”
Cleff sighed, without looking up from her data-slate as Friska’s familiar baritone reached her ear.
Which was, admittedly, a fairly impressive feat given all the noise around them. The embarkation of an entire regiment onto a ship was rarely a quiet or smooth process - and for all their other supposed talents, the Terran First was no exception on that front.
To others, Cleff imagined the sound of marching feet, shouting of orders, and roaring of ...
2021-07-26 14:16:20 +0000 UTC
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“Things were just getting good!” Kernathu whined as Jason bodily dragged her into Raisha’s bathroom – because of course the exo-recruits had their own bathrooms. Sure, it was a bit spartan, with just a shower, toilet and sink, but it was still a major step up from the communal bathrooms they’d had during basic training.
“Just getting good my ass,” Jason said. “You just nearly brought me to orgasm in front of a live audience.”
“I did?” Kernathu asked in surpri...
2021-07-20 08:49:11 +0000 UTC
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Hello all,
I've had an idea mulling around in my head for the last few days, and rather than continue to think about it in isolation, I figured I might as well ask my patrons.
After completing the next book, Sexy Space Babes will officially have a trilogy to it's name.
It's not a trilogy though, and I intend to write more books in the series, but book three will be the end of the first 'arc'.
With that said, variety is the spice of life, and after having written th...
2021-07-16 09:57:58 +0000 UTC
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“So this is the Aviary?” Jason murmured as he looked around the well furnished corridors. “Fancy.”
The exo training facility was certainly a step above the Crucible in terms of fanciness. Brass plaques, seemingly denoting famous exo pilots, covered the walls. Purple fabrics with gold filigree draped from the ceiling, each depicting some epic battle. And the floors were more often carpeted than not, with rich and no doubt expensive rugs.
The place had more in common with so...
2021-07-14 12:07:42 +0000 UTC
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Jason finally stepped out of the admin building, still in his fatigues, but now officially ‘off the clock’.
Truth be told, he was rapidly coming to the conclusion that his new position was that of a glorified steward. And he was… fine with that. Another thing that surprised him. If this had been the younger version of himself, from before his experiences on Gurathu, he felt he’d have been quietly furious about the misallocation of his talents.
And the fact that he stil...
2021-07-07 12:04:51 +0000 UTC
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It was a little surreal. After nearly a year where the only other human face he might see was his own, to see so many all gathered in one place. The 1st Terran Marine Regiment stood in its entirety on the parade grounds of Shil Capital Base Three. Rows upon rows of black clad infantrymen – and women.
There are rather a lot of women, he noted curiously from his position atop a makeshift stage.
To his surprise, the ranks seemed to be made up of about a seventy-thirty spli...
2021-07-01 12:28:38 +0000 UTC
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“So I’m a standard-bearer now?” Jason asked from his position on the sofa as he glanced up from his data-pad.
The colonel had dismissed the pair of them for the day after his impromptu ‘promotion’, so they were the only ones home. Everyone else was at their relevant jobs – with the notable exception of Tarcil, who was still on leave and sunning at a nearby beach.
Yaro shrugged from her seat, her own data-pad in hand, as she familiarized herself with what her o...
2021-06-27 11:01:08 +0000 UTC
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2021-06-25 03:56:13 +0000 UTC
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As Jason viewed their approaching destination out of the window of the car, he could only conclude that once you’d seen one military base, you’d seen them all.
“Nervous?” Yaro asked from the driver’s seat.
He eyed the woman in her Marine fatigues. “Hardly. As I said last night, they’ll probably want me to run another dog and pony show.”
He’d been on-loan to the Interior for the last two months, so it only made sense that the military-proper would want their...
2021-06-18 14:53:23 +0000 UTC
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AN: A bit of a jump here, as this is the start of book three.
“I almost couldn’t believe it? The silly chit refused me. Twice!”
Jason was thoroughly done with this conversation.
Hell, he was done with the party as a whole. Unfortunately, as the ‘Hero of Gurathu’, he had expectations to meet. Which in this case, meant acting as vapid and disinterested as humanly possible while his ‘date’ for the evening lamented the surprising moral fortitude o...
2021-06-18 05:56:03 +0000 UTC
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When he found Assisse she was pulling kit out of her foot locker and shoving it into a pack on her bunk.
“Don’t hold it against her,” she said.
“Hold what?” he asked.
“Whatever dressing down she gave you,” the woman’s masked face turning to regard him. “Our captain’s holding it together pretty well, but it’s not hard to see this whole thing’s got her rattled. First combat and all that, her ship gets totaled before she knows she’s even under attack....
2021-06-07 10:25:12 +0000 UTC
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Ya'll asked, and I have delivered.
(Artwork by the wonderful Ginkoworks)
2021-06-02 14:28:43 +0000 UTC
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Pain exploded out from her knee.
“You shot me!?” She attempted to cry, but all that came out was something more akin to the strangled yowl of some backwoods animal.
Her leg was on fire. She could smell cooked meat. She felt sick. Whether from the pain or the thought of her own flesh being seared, she knew not.
“Toughen up princess,” the human said from somewhere behind her. “It was a low powered shot, given that I didn’t want to accidentally blow your leg off. No...
2021-06-02 05:23:59 +0000 UTC
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It was just a moment’s hesitation. One borne of the fact that the two exo pilots had obviously believed themselves to be fighting a hardened Imperial marine.
Specifically, a hardened female marine.
Never mind the fact that he was very much a marine too. Because, before he was a marine, he would always be a male. And in a Shil’vati’s eyes, that factor trumped any other considerations when it came to his identity.
Which was why, when he dove toward the one on th...
2021-05-27 19:36:56 +0000 UTC
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He reached for her, naturally.
Instinct more than a conscious decision on his part. After all, when you saw someone in trouble, you helped them.
And the woman was in trouble. He could see the sheer terror in her eyes. Nor did he blame her for that fear. As a marine, he and the rest of his cadre had been extensively briefed on what happened to a body exposed to the cold vacuum of space. An attempt to drill in the need for soldiers to don helmets if they even suspected that a loss o...
2021-05-21 14:04:07 +0000 UTC
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Certainly not an ideal situation to be in, with the prospect of him burning up in the atmosphere of a gas giant in his immediate future if he didn’t change course.
Fortunately for him, this situation was one that had been – sort of – planned for.
“Though I might have preferred just being on target in the first place,” he grunted as he brought up his railgun, calculating what he hoped was the ideal angle.
He supposed it was all rather inconsequential in the end thou...
2021-05-19 07:28:17 +0000 UTC
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“It’s not going to happen.”
Assisse sighed as her captain repeated exactly what she’d said to Hela five minutes earlier. She glanced around the bridge to see the reactions of the rest of the crew – which was just a little cramped with everyone having shown up for an impromptu ‘meeting.’
Well, except for the man of the hour. Apparently, he’d had to make a runner for the lavs. A sentiment she could well appreciate. Nothing like a little imminent danger to the downsta...
2021-05-13 14:12:41 +0000 UTC
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Something has recently occurred to me.
I've never actually asked anyone what type of artwork they might like to see commissioned.
So, feel free to comment down below which ship/weapon/exo/character you would like to see commissioned next.
2021-05-09 15:27:45 +0000 UTC
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He liked to think he surprised her as he leaned forward to press his lips against her own. Normally such a move might have been beyond him, given the height advantage most Shil’vati possessed, but Kernathu was short enough that he could reach her without using his toes too much.
She froze, naturally, and for just a minute he might as well have been making out with a statue for all the difference it made.
Then it was his turn to be surprised as a thick tongue slipped between his ...
2021-05-09 14:57:13 +0000 UTC
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2021-05-06 11:52:55 +0000 UTC
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“Relax, newbie,” Glider murmured as she opened up the comms. “It’s just another picket ship. Though I’ve got no idea what they’re doing out here.”
Jason very much did not relax, given that he was reasonably sure that Hela had at least one of the picket ship’s around Gurathu on her payroll.
Still, he felt a little better as Glider pressed a switch on her dashboard, one that would have Tisi heading up to the bridge. Standard protocol in the event of a ship entering t...
2021-05-03 13:49:02 +0000 UTC
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AN: Fair warning, if the latter two thirds of this seem familiar, it's because they've been taken from the replaced chapter forty.
Assisse was very determinedly avoiding anyone’s gaze as they sat down for breakfast. Which was why she was completely unprepared as Scales elbowed her in the side.
Hard.
“What the hell, Scales!?” the woman grunted irritably as she tried desperately to keep herself from spraying half masticated food chunks all over the tabl...
2021-04-29 05:09:32 +0000 UTC
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Scales had a very nice place. Sure, Jason hadn’t seen much of it as he was being bodily dragged toward the bedroom. It was warm. He’d certainly noticed that much when the door to the apartment opened and a veritable wave of warm air washed over the three of them.
Scales, to his complete lack of surprise, liked to keep her and Assisse’s shared domicile toasty.
He shuddered to imagine the pair’s shared electrical bill.
Of course, said electrical bill was soon the furth...
2021-04-26 10:03:45 +0000 UTC
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AN: I'm sure many of ya'll are thinking 'wait, didn't I just read chapter forty!?'.
Yes. But I didn't like it. So here's a new one.
Rest assured, I do not intend to make a habit of this.
To his surprise, it wasn’t hard to find the bar the off-duty Interior Agent most frequented. Though, as he stepped into the place he decided that he really shouldn’t have been.
Much in the same way that being human drew eyes to him the moment he stepped into a r...
2021-04-24 05:52:19 +0000 UTC
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“What do you want?”
It was a little strange. Being back in an interrogation room. Doubly so, given that it was his own actions that put him there.
“I don’t ‘want’ anything,” he said, regarding the lowkey scowl of Interior Agent Pernora. “I’m here to give you something.”
The woman scoffed, but there was no missing the hint of interest in her eyes. Which was a given really. If she hadn’t actually been interested in what he had to say, she wouldn’t have ...
2021-04-22 06:43:59 +0000 UTC
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Jason froze midstep, wide eyes meeting Hela’s own as she trailed off.
Her phone was still pressed to her ear as she watched him from behind her desk. Of course, that moment of surprise didn’t last long for the woman.
“I’ll have to call you back,” she said, ending the call before whoever was on the other end would have had a chance to respond.
Her gaze remained firmly latched to him as she put down the device. “So, why are you here?”
“I’m here to give ...
2021-04-17 16:00:12 +0000 UTC
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Marines were people too.
A little hardier and a little bit more adaptable than the average sapient perhaps, but still as mortal as anyone else. And as such, just as prone to the same minor inconveniences as the next person.
Jason was no exception – and his inconvenience of the day had chosen to manifest itself in the form of a throbbing finger. A finger that was throbbing specifically because it had spent the last few hours sliding across a data-pad screen.
Touchscreens we...
2021-04-13 04:22:18 +0000 UTC
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Aaron raised his glass. “Look, all I’m saying is that it’s not that bad.”
Jack stared at the man as he took a swig of ‘Red Grain’. He glanced down at his own Guinness.
“I’m not arguing,” the older man sighed. “I’m just… like, can you trust them? Really?”
“Can you trust any government?” Jack responded with a wry smile as he put his glass down.
Jack stared at the half empty container of almost flamboyantly red fluid. Prior to them walking in...
2021-04-08 10:30:34 +0000 UTC
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“Rashta huh?” Tisi sighed over the comms. “I suppose I shouldn’t be too surprised she knows what that is.”
Jason listened intently as the woman seemed to mull it over.
“Tell her she’s got until the end of the inspection and not a second longer. We’re a military vessel not a dating service.”
He waited for an explanation as to exactly what Rashta was to follow his CO’s statement, but none was forthcoming. Apparently Tisi had been waiting for some k...
2021-04-02 02:45:37 +0000 UTC
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