"You're late," growled Polder, glaring at the uniformed guard who was lazily sauntering down the pebbled path towards him. "So what if I am? It's only ten minutes past the hour," … (View Post)
Thurrol stared at the smug officer, his palms spread out on his desk, speechless with anger. His mind raced as he tried to think of some way he could still come out on top. It was futile, of course. … (View Post)
I have three, with which I am going to try out the three different orgs. 1. An Elgan engineer, who used to be friendly, but having been betrayed over and over is now bitter and cynical and the only c… (View Post)
Thurrol's face remained impassive as the officer talked, letting him say what he had to say. Ah, these official types. So amusing in their intensity: must find this person right away - of the highest… (View Post)
Hut Polder ducked into the small room that were his quarters, pausing in the doorway to look around. The room was not luxurious, but it was neat and well organized. It had all the necessary facilitie… (View Post)