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52: A wolf in a Lamb's Clothes
“Is everything okay?” Basil asked, running into the Arkepello bar and drawing everyone’s attention. General Tobias looked at Basil, seemingly amused, and answered the question directed at Aurora. “Yes, I was just showing Aurora some maps, and she was hoping you could join us.” Basil breathed a sigh of relief, the adrenaline from Aurora’s text that read “At Arkepello Hotel. Please help.” leaving his system. Tobias continued “Come to think of it, Basil, you still know that Amigoso spy?
Read more…51: Recollections
Basil’s memories were disturbed by a vibration in his pocket. Basil with his scruffy beard entered his Arkepello hotel room, sitting across a table from Grey. Time had passed since their fight against the Elthrice, although this was the first time he’d stepped foot on Domum since that day. Since then, aside from a short radio conversation with Tobias, he hadn’t interacted with Domum again. Throughout the weeks, except for one impromptu outing, he mostly kept to himself; drinking and trying to forget what had happened - until Grey reached out, saying they needed to talk.
Read more…50: The Mountain
The last thing Lewis could remember was falling. The blizzard set in earlier than expected, and one wrong step had sent him plunging into the depths of a crevice hidden beneath the snow. His head throbbed and he could feel a great pain emanating from somewhere, but he couldn’t make out where the pain was coming from. He tried to feel around for his radio, but between the dark and his confusion he only managed to nudge a piece of gear.
Read more…49: Picking up the pieces
“Basil, is that still you?” Spiro asked, fear and uncertainty in his voice. Basil turned around quickly, face fully healed, and Spiro jumped back. Basil froze in place, mind returning to himself as he stared into the blood soaked dirt, some time later stepping backward and responding in a shaky voice that no longer carried the whispers it once did. “I’m not sure.” Spiro looked as if he was about to vomit, but his words carried a more collected tone.
Read more…48: Rejected-Death
Something was very wrong. He was lying there with two weapons beside him, though he couldn’t remember why. A being was standing near him, pretender standing by the arch; both so easy to see, even as he lacked sight. Something stirred in him, a strength and rage flowing through his veins that he could not comprehend, urging him to rise to his feet. He wasn’t aware of moving, his body feeling numb and rubbery, but in an instant he was upright to confront the other being.
Read more…47: Abyss Awakens
The dreamer stared into the vast abyss once again, as he had before in another dream. The abyss grew and contracted, leaving the dreamer to watch in peace. Soon, however, the voices began to speak. They spoke, a thousand voices speaking at once, all different and all incomprehendable. The dreamer was disturbed from his slumber by the sound of these voices. “Quite!” he shouted. Or perhaps thought? One needed a mouth to scream, yet the dreamer did not have one.
Read more…46: A death worth dying
Basil kept walking towards where ACE had said the Lizard King was. His joints ached, and the gunshot wound on his stomach kept reopening. Still, he knew it could be worse - he would probably have collapsed from pain or exhaustion had it not been for the additional doses of painkillers and amphetamines. He finally found the tall man, now sporting several more bullet wounds than he had last seen him with, although luckily nothing life threatening yet.
Read more…45: A fight worth fighting
“So, are we ready?” Basil asked, suddenly feeling as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. ACE spoke over the salvaged craft’s intercom. “Momentarily, the Lizard King is still taking contingencies in the event he does not return.” Basil looked surprised, asking “He’s coming himself?” although upon asking he realized that of course the Lizard King would be coming - in fact he would most likely be leading the charge.
Read more…44: Wounds to Lick
A chill crept up Basil’s spine in a way that hadn’t since before he touched the (object). “It’s not open” he said to ACE, voice a higher pitch than he expected. He turned around; Spiro was wide eyed but said nothing. The Wizard froze in place as he descended the last flight of stairs, likely uneasy seeing the sudden change in the demeanor from what the two had moments ago while concluding their meeting in the upper chambers of the Redcap’s keep.
Read more…43: Hippie Orbital
“You look tense dude” Elliot said, surprising Basil and causing him to almost drop his cigarette off the roof of the condo building. Basil began to focus his thoughts, but realized he had probably taken longer to do so than intended when Elliot spoke a second time. “Seriously, what’s up with you?” Basil took a deep breath. “Some real assholes harassed some friends of mine, I’m still trying to figure out the best response to it all and I’ve been working on things pretty much nonstop since.
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