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PHOCT- FLEET SCOOP issue 5*There is a terrifying woman next to you in a wheel-chair. She looks ready to explode in fury, dual colored face bunched up into a dreadful snarl... She hurls a magazine behind her, cursing the publication. More specifically, the writer. "That bastard... He played me like a harp! I'm going to wring his neck with my bare hands..."
She wheels off, and curiosity takes over. Walking over to the discarded periodical you check out the cover. Fleet Scoop. You remember reading an earlier issue, but the features were the main draw. The woman who wheeled away is on the cover, menacingly glaring at you, eyes seeming to burn into your soul.
Arcadia-WorkI have the worst hangover of my life. My skull feels ready to burst at the slightest sound, and the waves of nausea pulsing through my body are intensifying. No sense going back to sleep. Rolling over I flop to the cold floor, scooping up a fresh pair of jeans and a t-shirt from my clothing sack.
Getting dressed I check myself in the mirror. I need a shave... That's where I'll head first. I'll figure out how to pay when I get there.
Before I leave I pull the blanket over a still sleeping Calypso. Tonight I've gotta figure out her last name... It's been over two weeks since we met.
I slip on a pair of sandals before quietly shutting the doo
Arcadia-UnionSo far everyone's been getting along. Today I woke up and made everybody breakfast (Eggs 'n Bacon of course) and not a venom laced word was spoken. Svetlana is being very quiet, and Cally seems happy. Ceana is back to being a professional and emotionless drone, much to my dismay. And Vermina... Well, she still seems pissed at me, but she's busy stuffing bacon into her face.
Everybody disappears for their own reasons. I don't bother to ask, none of my business. Just me and Cally now, but I may go ahead and leave. I decided last night that I would try to find a job.
When I try to open the door Cally slams it shut, bottle of Jack Da
PHOCT- FLEET SCOOP issue 4* Flicking your tail in agitation you force your way through the crowd gathered in the waiting room. You swear that the next person who touches you will get a face full of claws and teeth, your feral rage spilling out.
Taking a deep breath you spot a pair of familiar faces on a magazine on a nearby table. Fleet Scoop, these people just keep printing issues. The articles are rarely ever good.
This particular issue has no fluff pieces advertised. The cover is dominated by a pair of humans, a dark skinned young woman, and a fairly pale young man. The girl is decked out in a blue outfit, and she seems to be halfway between a scowl and a smile,
Arcadia-FloorAfter the fiasco of our return I was sent over to Charles' place. Apparently I am a distraction.Well, I did try to weasel my way out of the confrontation. I guess it was a success. Try to stop that group from fighting, end up with head trauma.
To break it down further, I am in the garage of the place. His car is out for repairs, so he just passes me another beer as we listen to the argument next door.
As I crack the top off, he makes a very astute observation. "You really kicked the hornet's nest this time. Wonder what they'll do to you when it's your turn?"
Taking a sip I respond a little nervously, "Knowing them... Can't be anything plea
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sit down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
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