One-Ten took her place at the head of the table and banged her gavel on her chair's armrest. "Gentlemen and Ladies," she began, "your assignments are due now. They are pretty routine jobs." She cued in a slide on Power Point, it depicted a burly looking man squeezed into a tight suit. "This is Igor … Continue reading 3TC: Briefing
"I never new the old town," sighed Roberts. "My mother always used to tell me of how it was before the Sweats came." "How old were you?" Queried Jane. "I'd have not even have been two years old." Jane shook her head, "I wasn't even lucky enough to be born before the sweats." Roberts smiled, … Continue reading 3TC: Afterwards
The corporal crumpled up the note and threw it to the flaw and stared at it as it came to a halt at the foot of the stairs. She'd read it five times and her reaction had been the same. Numbness. It wasn't shock or concern, she felt nothing. She rose from her chair and … Continue reading RDP: A Most Unwelcome Letter
The Library of Cygnus Omega is reported to be the greatest resources of knowledge available to non-temporally developed races. Books, documents and more from across the galaxies are stored within it's walls whether it be material dating back to the first cities in ancient Mesopotamia, the records of the shadows of the elemental spirits in tribal art of the outer rims to the hive mind of the … Continue reading 3TC: Bookcase
"My word," I half stammered and half giggled, "those are of Titanic proportions." "I thought it only fair to even things up my friend," she said cheekily. I smiled awkwardly. "Well... What do you want to do know.." She walked forward and kneeled at my waist, "I want to see if I can get you … Continue reading 3TC: The Candy Man
Summer sat on the stone wall and sighed, how long was that man going to take to get here? "Any idea on ETA?" Queried commander Lomax. "Be at least 17:12," replied the navigation officer. That was no good Lomax thought to himself. She would go back to her old profession if they weren't there soon. … Continue reading 3TC: Summer Fades
Down in the valley sat in the centre of the meander of the river sits a small licensed cafe. From the outset it looks merely like another rustic venue but once inside the venue changes to a grandiose affair of amazing geometric shapes. At sunset the landlord offers a drinks promotion to waver people in … Continue reading 3TC: Sundown Mama
"Oh there wad a package for you earlier," said Sarah fixing her make in the mirror. "Really?" Answered Liz. "I'm not expecting anything." "It's on the coffee table," said Sarah as she disappeared down the stairs. "Don't wait up," she called up the stairs. A moment later Liz heard the front door open and close … Continue reading FOWC: The Postman Always Rings Twice and Runs Away Before You Can Answer the Door
Late one night the old music master sat at his old piano slowly beating down the keys in hope to find the notes for the melody which was hiding just out of his mind. His eyes were heavy with fatigue but he was determined to finish it. His wife, much younger than him, entered his … Continue reading FOWC: The Old Music Master (fiction) NSFW-ish
Arthur made his way out through the foilage and headed back to the the local shop where he'd parked the car, on the whole he didn't use the car on local missions including a lot of legwork as it was too easy to identify but he knew time was against him this evening, He popped … Continue reading Development
