Daily Archives March 7, 2014

Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.11

jack_avJackson Carter was putting the final bolt in the engine panel and wiping his grease marked hands across his pants. “You do pretty good work.” Durden smiled, standing in the mouth of the engine room. “And you seem to be settling in nicely.” He looked about the engine room. It was as clean as it had been since he and his brother first bought Alice and gave her her first bath. A hammock stretched from wall to wall besides the PK drive.

“Yeah,” Jackson took his own look around the engine room, seeing all those little things Durden wouldn’t, “It’s still going to take a lot of work to get this baby working like it should. The engine seems to have been through hell.”

His eyes fell upon the ground, as his mind rolled through the long unfortunate catalog of Looking Glass’s mechanics...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.10

dru_av“Remember when it was you and me on this boat?” Tyler leaned against the open doorway of his brothers quarters, arms folded across his chest.

Durden didn’t look up from his work. “Golden years, brother.”

The echoing of feet against the metal grates in the cargo hold faintly bounced up the steps.”Shepard and the boy have taken to each other pretty quick.” He looked back over his own shoulder.”I think the preacher appreciates having the youth about.”

“Youth as in “boy” or youth as in “young folk”?”

“You know what I mean. The old man just likes having family about.” Ty smirked and walked over to set himself on the bed. “Jacks says we’re shiny.” He locked his hands behind his head and stretched out. “Boy knows his way around an engine room and then some. Might be a keeper.”

“He’s a mechan...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.09

joe_avJoe landed on his back outside of the Broken Horizon, disrupting a group of passersby. The ship’s owner, Captain Lior, tossed his bag out after him, scattering capacitors and wire cutters in a fan across the ground. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and yelled at the man who had unceremoniously ejected him and his things. “You’re making a big mistake you ching-wah tsao duh liou mahng. Ain’t no one on this rock can fix your piece of gos se like I can.” He stood, wiping the dirt off of his hands.

The older man sneered down from his place in the door of the ship. “You stole from my ship. I ain’t paying no thief to waste time on my ship while he lifts everything of value from right under my nose.”

Joe turned red at the accusation. “You and I both know that is complete tsway-niou...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.08

jack_av“So,” Jackson said as he, Copper and the Kokezaru brothers left the bar and started out down the streets of Beaumonde. “I suppose I should be asking which of you gentlemen is the captain.”

A soft laugh was shared by the rest of the crew he had just joined. “You could ask.”

“I was thinking I just had.”

“None of us.”

Confusion fell over the mechanic’s face. “So… there’s no captain?”

Durden shook his head. “No captain.”

“Alright then. As crew, who do I take orders from?”


“Fair ’nuff.” Jacks nodded, slightly perturbed.
“Can I ask another question?”

“We ain’t stoppin’ ya,” Dru said with a smile.

“Who is Alice?”

The brothers and Copper chuckled again as Jacks stared back at them quizzically, “What?”

“You’ll see,” Tyler laughed, gripping Jacks by the shoulder for a moment as they continu...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.07

cop_avCopper loved coming to Beaumonde, because it usually meant he’d have time to swing by Doheney’s to browse anything new that had come in since the last visit. Ol’ Mike was a good guy, and he generally got in a higher quality of merchandise than the local shops on the Rim.

It had been ten minutes since the bell had rung, tolling his entrance, and he wasn’t any closer to bored. It had been a while, and Mike had caught a few good, solid bargains in the time since his last visit. One that particularly caught Copper’s eye was a beautiful, three-leg nightstand, just perfect for resting a Bible on before bed.

The Reverend toted up to the counter and pulled the tag off, handing it to Mike...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.06

ty_avA look of confusion passed over Jackson’s face as he approached the table. He paused, taking a short sip from his glass. The amber liquid smelled like JP-50 and tasted worse. His grimace melted into a wry smile as he surveyed the three men at the table. His first impression was that of two brothers – twins? – and their father. He couldn’t fathom why Gebbie had sent him their way.

“Alice?” try as he might, Jackson could not keep the confusion out of his voice.

One of the brothers, the clean-shaven one, kicked a chair such that it slid out in front of Jackson. Taking the hint, and the seat, he rocked on the back legs of the chair, his drink clutched to his chest.

“We hear tell that you’re a passing fair mechanic.”

Jackson looked between the two. “I’ve been told as much.”

“For example?” The o...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.05

jack_av“You’re a gorram buhn dahn, you know that right?” Jackson yelled from the flame licked engine room of the small Hornet class starship the Bartrand, “I told you to take it easy on this piece of feh wu till we got to Beaumonde and I could replace the hydraulic stabilizer!” Jackson turned his head just in time to duck out of the way as a tongue of flame came dangerously close to his face. Jackson leveled the fire extinguisher at the flames covering the ships engine and fired. He had to calm down these flames before they got to the fuel cells.

“We were behind schedule. If we don’t get this shipment to Gebbie, we don’t get paid,” the Captain of the Bartrand, shouted back toward Jackson.

“Great idea genius. Let’s kill ourselves rather than get home alive.”

“We’re about to hit atmo right now c...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.04

dru_avMaene was a decent enough town for Beaumonde standards. A nothing special dot on the map. The IKner and Katy factory at its edge pumping thick gray clouds into the sky kept the streets crowded. Dru maneuvered through the noise and bodies of the bazaar that ate up the real estate of the city square to the small non-descript building right along the beaten path. There was no marquee that read “shady dealings done dirt cheap”, but the goon standing beside the door was evidence enough.

The thick man adjusted the weight of his rifle as Durden approached him. “I’m here to see Ford.”

“What’s your business?” He asked, eying the Walker Colts strapped high on Dru’s thighs.

“My business is his business.”...

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