Tag: Agent Jones

40 – Blackout

The Esc key felt terrible. It was the curse that came with using the keyboard as a pillow. Stef looked up, wondering where the giant fly was that had woken her. She sleepily required a larger-than-normal flyswatter before working out that the noise was coming from the roof. Oh god, we’re being invaded. Hackers and laptops first! Some semblance of… Read more →

39 – Destiny

Stef managed to avoid Taylor for the rest of the morning, spying him once briefly at lunch time, but he didn’t follow when she ran away, then took refuge with Frankie in the tech recruits’ common room. It was a pleasant mess – the arguments about the games on the giant screen were an friendly background noise, and the couches… Read more →

35 – Insomnia

Stef punched her pillow, then tossed it across the room and leaped from the bed in order to give it a good kicking. After it was thoroughly beaten, she made it disappear into whatever smelly sub-dimension all of the things required away went to. If such a place even existed. If not, the whole concept played merry hell with physics.… Read more →

28 – Respite

Stef walked quickly from the gym, and made a beeline for the lift. She pressed the call button, and predictably, eight seconds later, the lift arrived. She took a quick look at the panel of buttons before her, and stabbed the one for the floor above, the tech department. When the doors slid open, a pair of Goggles looked up… Read more →

24 – Duty

Ryan bit back on a scream of pain as his recruit slumped onto him. He turned his head a little to look at her – she was unconscious, bleeding and very, very pale. As pale as he was, he presumed. He lifted the arm from his uninjured side and pushed her a little – her injured shoulder was still touching… Read more →

22 – Standstill

For a moment, her world was a series of still images. There was a flash from somewhere outside the ice-cream parlour, the impression of being grabbed, the somewhat harder impression of hitting the floor with a narc on top of her, shielding her from the rain of falling glass. Stef shook her head. ‘-uh?’ Ryan pushed on her shoulder. ‘Blackout… Read more →

15 – The Last Suit

‘Would you shoot me if I squeed?’ Stef asked, resisting the urge to bounce off all the walls. This was much better than the time she’d hacked…this was better than any hack. Wow…is that actual happy? You should bottle it and sell it on eBay. Don’t ruin this for me! You’re the one who just calculated the shipping cost for… Read more →

10 – Recruitment

Ryan had to smile – though the ease of her recruitment was unsurprising, it was still a rare pleasure for new recruits to be so openly excited at the prospect. More often, it was a case of “yeah, sure, whatever” or “how much do I get paid?” or “anything, so long as it keeps that six-armed-hippo-beast away”. Stopping an angry… Read more →