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A Mother's Work [Narrative]
*The crate she was crouched behind shuddered under impact after impact as the Syndicate enforcers lay down a steady barrage. She takes the moment of relative respite to scoff at professional muscle making such amateur mistakes--her scanners tell her all four are grouped close to the door, holding still. With four of them, they could have kept her ( Read more... ) -
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*With her ship's shakedown cruise well under way, Samus has brought it to a parking orbit over a small gas planet within sight of the Eagle nebula. It's little more than a blot of color in the viewscreen when it comes up, but is still more visible than from Earth. She's taking this break to fine-tune those little bugs that only actual use could ( Read more... ) -
Fences
*It isn't more than thirty-six hours into the new year when Ali's PINpoint receives a message, coupled with coordinates in space and time.*
Can we talk? --S -
Making Progress
*Cradled in the gel-cushioned chair in her ship, Samus drummed her fingers on the console, brooding to the tune of cloud-whalesong. She hated facing a problem to which she could see no clear answers. Her childhood teachings do not abandon her in such times, however; as her teachers would say, when one course is blocked, turn to another. With that ( Read more... ) -
A Swim With the Clouds
*Generally, Ali leaves Samus a message, hinting at some bit of fun to be had at earliest convenience. It isn't often that the reverse is the case, but it does happen. Now, for example, the Chozo woman has a message to send ( Read more... )