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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.
Read more…42: Mr Smith
“Come on, ya’ just know you’re gonna’ miss interviewing rednecks who got too wordy in their Facebook rants” Odell teased. He paused momentarily, and when Ned Smith only responded with a short smile he continued. “Well, I don’t know what someone like you did to get dead ended down here in Nashville, but if anybody’s gonna’ get out of here it’s gonna’ be you.” An ambivalent look washed over Smith’s face.
Read more…40: Aggressive Diplomacy
“Basil, are you sure this is a good idea?” Grey asked and Basil responded with a smile. “Yes, Cicero told me that all the Redcaps are fond of you for helping us, and the Lizard King told me it’s okay for you to come too. His people might be a little cranky, but you’ll be fine.” Grey’s hesitance seemed to fade and she returned the smile. “I am excited to see the festival.
Read more…41: Aftershock
Basil stood silently while looking over the table filled with captured Elthrice weapons. He felt he should be doing something, but was mindlessly observing them yet again. The Elthrice’s guns, if that term was proper, were weird and oddly ineffective. Most were made from a variety of metals, only a few made of the standard dark gray-green metal that Elthrice used a lot. Some of them on the table had large protrusions on their sides that resembled rattlesnake egg-sized ship propulsion systems, although they appeared to either be inert or cosmetic.
Read more…39: Westward Investigation
“Alright, you think you can give Cicero a manual of arms here?” Basil asked, putting a random Redcap soldier on the spot. General Edwards nodded, and the soldier gave Cicero a detailed overview of the rifle before clearing, shouldering, and dry firing it. “Not fully automatic?” Cicero asked. “No” Basil replied. “Ammunition is our bottleneck so far, if the Elthrice do invade we need to make every shot count. I’ve already burnt a fake identity by purchasing bulk depleted Uranium rounds, and your soldiers haven’t been trained on full auto.
Read more…38: The Stars be not My Destination
Basil and Grey worked on reassembling the pieces of the salvaged Elthrice craft they had just examined. Although many parts like the propulsion mechanisms were well outside of the two’s capability to disassemble, those that had been accessible had been the obsession of the two for weeks as each part was disassembled, observed by ACE, and then reassembled. “Where would I even go?” Grey asked Basil, a little bit of annoyance present in her voice.
Read more…37: Diplomatic Promises
Cicero took a swig of beer. “With everything that has gone on the Redcap Queen does not currently hold you in high regard, but I believe she will agree. Although our best means of convincing her would be to bring Grey before her to explain the Elthrice, and why setting up such a defense against them would be imperative. May I bring her before the court?” Cicero spoke in the same business-like demeanor as he had all night, retaining his diplomatic but almost cold tone regardless of whether he was discussing rebuilding or personal topics.
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