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Last of the Fallen He'd expected Julia to be waiting in their room; instead, Sorala looked up from a book, smiled slightly at his entrance. "My apologies. I hope I'm not disturbing you." Alec managed a bow. "Of course not." She studied him closely while he sat opposite her. "Your mind is heavy." He nodded. "I told Kara the truth." "I see," Sorala closed her book, set it on the table. "You do not ...
Last of the Fallen The Citadel of the Order, the Tibetan Himalayas, November 13, 2001: Gabriel guided the Gryphon in to the path of a landing beacon, let the AI take over the grounding process. The nine people with him were unusually quiet, only five of them in Knight armor and carrying weapons. Robert Giscard nudged his elbow from the co-pilot's seat, pointed out the canopy. "Looks like almost ...
Last of the Fallen Tran tracked the signal down, dipping the Gryphon into the southwestern Coast Mountain range. He skimmed the treetops, pointed out the grounded Gryphon, sighed heavily. Morrigan groaned. "Land. Quickly." Tran complied, grounding them twenty meters from the other Gryphon. A hole had been carved out of the starboard hull, an armored Knight hanging out the breach. The rear hatch ...
Last of the Fallen Julia couldn't help herself. She gawked like a tourist, staring in awe at the vast corridor, the massive tapestries, the sprawling frescoes on the walls, all lit by torches that produced no smoke, an eerie amount of light. She almost bumped into Somack, the elderly Cleric standing in the center of the corridor, a wondering smile at his lips. "Oh! Excuse me, My Lord," she ...
Last of the Fallen Chicago, Illinois, November 13, 2001: Champion Tower. A modern masterpiece in the Chicago skyline. Twin booms separated at the fifty-second floor, stretching forty more up, crisscrossed with walkways and skywalks and plateaued gardens, a massive tuning fork. Darius McWither wasn't so far removed from his human roots to not be impressed. Especially given the nature of his ...
Last of the Fallen Seattle, Washington, November 14, 2001, 5:20 AM: "This course of action," Torik rumbled from the floor, "is highly ill-advised." Alec finished checking the charge on his neutralizer, slapped it in it's holster. "I send you and Somack, she'll punch first, ask questions later. Besides, I'm pretty sure I can pacify her if she gets too frisky. And I have Sundance watching my ...
Last of the Fallen Seattle, Washington, November 14, 2001, 6:00 AM: Arwyn rubbed her eyes sleepily, padding into the living room of the suite. Somack's head turned to greet her, the Cleric's eyes warm and bright for so early in the morning. She glanced around, frowned. "Did they go already?" Somack nodded. "Do not worry, child, they will be fine." She flopped on the couch next to him. "So what ...
Last of the Fallen… Shadow Hills Dojo, Seattle, Washington, November 14, 2001: Alec pulled them up to the parking strip, recognizing the other vehicles from Alternate One. Caslav Milosof trotted down the steps, clad in civvies. "Doesn't it ever stop raining here?" he asked, his accent still stubbornly thick. "This is worse than being in London." Alec shook his head. "It's only been two days, ...
Late Supper by Ace191 WRITTEN FOR SGI WORKSHOP 2.2 The chateaubriand was delightful. It melted in his mouth without being chewed. The double stuffed cheese with garlic potatoes were great. He sinfully dipped his steamed broccoli in the Béarnaise sauce and licked most of it off before chomping down on the perfectly prepared vegetable. But where was she? Why was she missing this fabulous meal? Was ...
Lisa changed into an elegant trousersuit and told Lea to do the same thing. The girl chose to wear white jeans, a pink top and a dark blue jacket with golden buttons and high-heeled sandals on her feet. Lisa looked at her critically and told her there was winter in the U.S. but Lea answered: “We don’t feel cold anywhere on Earth and the people we’re going to meet know this, don’t they?” Lisa ...