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Mercenaries’ Tale – 4.08 Scouting

By the time the boys awoke, Kate had already been up for an hour. She’d showered and had borrowed Julia’s digibook to check the news feeds. A quick check of the barmaid’s feed history only led to a few videos of makeup tutorials, some blogs about celebrity gossip and some…

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December 3, 2022 at 12:01 am | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment

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Mercenaries’ Tale – 4.07 Settling In

The apartment in question was a studio. There was one double bed, a small kitchenette and a sofa. The room was a little more welcoming than the downstairs if only because the distinct absence of half-hearted metalwork projects. The furniture was more traditional, the walls painted a creamy beige with…

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November 26, 2022 at 12:01 am | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment

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Mercenaries’ Tale – 4.06 Dressing for the Environment

Polaris did not have a crime problem. Many joked that was because it was too damn cold to go prowling around at night but in truth it was because Polaris existed solely to service the corporations that were looking to develop their products somewhere with minimal scrutiny. This meant that…

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November 19, 2022 at 12:01 am | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment

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Mercenaries’ Tale – 4.05 Welcome to Polaris

Rather than walking head first into a blizzard, the group elected to wait for the storm to pass, Gratin keeping the group warm with his magic. Three hours later and the surrounding landscape had become a perfectly level white plain, the snow burying the aircraft and the rocks it had…

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November 12, 2022 at 12:01 am | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment

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Mercenaries’ Tale – 4.04 The Crash

Panting filled the air. Doug was lying on his back on the single bed in the tiny cabin that was Blaise’s room. He could hear the far off sound of the cruise ship’s engines and the creaking of the ship as it battled air resistance. The mattress was thin and…

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November 5, 2022 at 12:01 am | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment

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