Tag: Merlin

Fragility – 08

Thursday Jones stood in the doorway of the workroom, watching Tamarai working through the evidence in this sim. Merlin sat on a large cushion, methodically working his way through a lollipop half the size of his head. Merlin knew he was there – he’d felt the boy’s mind touch his as soon as he’d come up to the floor. From… Read more →

Fragility – 05

Wednesday It took Merlin fifteen minutes to stop tensing in his arms. As he had always done and would always do, Jones held the child until the fear subsided to what they unfortunately had to accept as “normal” levels. A background radiation of fear. Something they couldn’t avoid; something that was only natural, with Merlin’s life. Read more →

Chapter 19

Stef looked at Jones as the Tech paced back and forth, arms folded behind her back, looking for all the world as though she were considering the deepest, most philosophical question this side of Trek vs. Wars. After a moment, Andrea stopped pacing. ‘Are you sure he’s the one?’ Stef nodded. ‘Yeah,’ she said with a nod. ‘I mean, there’s… Read more →

Fragility – 04

Wednesday Tiny hands touched his right shoulder, and a small head rested on them. Jones looked up, unsurprised to see Merlin, goggles pushed up onto the top of his head, his expression one of exhaustion. ‘Going to get some sleep, sweetheart?’ Merlin nodded his head, then lifted his head and hands away from Jones’ shoulder. ‘I’m tired, Mumma. More than… Read more →

Fragility – 03

Wednesday With Merlin securely tucked in, Jones drifted in his HUD. Most agents had some true – if shallow – sleep during some part of the night. Even agents only had so much processing power, so sleep served as a convenient time to fulfil functions that would otherwise slow their reaction times. Deep scans, integrity checks of every single nanite,… Read more →

Fragility – 02

Tuesday The hour before and the hour after midnight were always the quietest in the tech department. Jones walked his usual late-night circuit around the floor, more of a habit than an actual need. An excuse to stretch his legs – to spend some time away from his lab and his desk, if not away from his work. All his… Read more →

Fragility – 01

Three Months Before Dorian Knocks. Tuesday Three recruits on the phone bank. Two in the lab, working. Three in the smaller lab, investigating their understanding of human biology. Four recruits in the main computer lab, submitting alternative drone paths. All in all, very quiet for two in the morning. Jones placed another bet and wondered if Blue Earth ever even… Read more →

29 – The Smallest Magic

November 12th There were three sharp knocks on Ryan’s door. He quickly scanned the outside, saw it was Grigori, then required it open. Ryan looked up from the recruit discipline report and saw the agent. He stood and shook the man’s hand before sitting back down and clearing his desk of paperwork. Grigori took the couch, a strange expression on… Read more →