Officer Wayne: Authorization of ForceScene: Captain Gordon's office. Again. Wayne is standing at attention in front of Gordon's desk. Again.Officer Wayne: Authorization of Force by Sir-Talen
Gordon: Congratulations on foiling that bank robbery attempt, Sgt. Wayne.
Wayne: Thank you, sir.
Gordon: (unamused) Amazing how you just happened along.
Wayne: I won't claim credit for precognition, sir. I saw the two of the suspects involved the day before. They appeared to be casing the bank, but I didn't have any grounds to arrest them at that time.
Gordon: And you didn't see fit to notify me either.
Wayne: I didn't see the point in putting something into my daily report that might not add up to anything..
Gordon: But you did see fit to make sure you were near the bank when things went down.
Wayne: Yes, sir. I would like to point out that I called for backup immediately.
Gordon: And by the time they arrived you had subdued all the suspects. Bare handed.
Wayne: I did have my tonfa, sir.
The Red Vixen at Sea, Part TwoIt was a boat.The Red Vixen at Sea, Part Two by Sir-Talen
“That’s a boat, Rolas,” Melanie said, careful to keep a smile on her face. Rolas had actually gone to the trouble of blindfolding her after he’d thrown their bags into his skimmer and flown them for seemed like two hours, landing at a small private marina on the western continental coast. Evidentially he’d been eager to keep things a surprise. Joy.
Rolas grinned at her, a boyish expression entirely devoid of his usual glower as he led her up the short gangway onto the deck. “Yes. I call her the Windskimmer. I’ve had her since I was fourteen. She was a gift from my parents.”
It was a catamaran, a sailboat with a squarish flat deck set on two narrow, and flimsy looking, pontoons, about ten meters long all told. Most of the deck was taken up by the main cabin, with a sort of flying bridge on the top that seemed too close to the boom of the aluminum mast. Rolas led her inside, showing off a somewhat cramped but co
The Red Vixen at Sea“So I was thinking that once we go over the quarterly earnings report for the plantation on Nagrim later this morning with the administrator you and I could…” Melanie paused, looking at her husband Rolas’ back from her perch at the edge of the bed. Normally this was an enjoyable exercise, especially in the morning, while he was still undressed and allowing her a fine view of his well-muscled shoulders, the definition visible even under the tall foxen male’s dark brown pelt, his black tail waving over his ass cheeks. “Rolas, are you even listening to me?” she prompted.The Red Vixen at Sea by Sir-Talen
“Mm, yes dear,” he murmured, still looking out the open glass doors to the morning dawn rising over their home, a small manor house on the lands administered by his parents, the Countess and Count Darktail.
Melanie blinked her green-gold eyes at him, taking a brush from the table with her black paw and running through her thick red tail fur, then over the splash of whi
My Ghost StoryThe only ghost story I have concerns me and my grandmother. She lived in a ground floor room in my parents house, the door to which was just to the right of the laundry room at the end of the hall.My Ghost Story by Sir-Talen
She was basically very sedentary, with few interests beyond taking her daily walk, cooking a bit, and watching lots of daytime television. In fact she passed away one morning sitting in her usual easy chair, not ten minutes after my dad said good morning to her (sudden heart attack, pretty much instantaneous according to the doctors.
I was about 16 at the time and it freaked me out quite a bit, especially seeing her laying there as the paramedics went through the motions of trying to revive her.
After the funeral, I found myself very deliberately not looking into her old room (now repurposed as a guest room) when I walked past with my laundry. I won't say I felt a presence, but I just didn't want to look, be reminded of Nana's body lying there, and feeling that sick pit in my stomach again.
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