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A Day in the MireThe Mire Midway Station Sovereign SpaceA Day in the Mire
"Blast the hatch, Brannigan, answer your thrice-damned com for once!" Midway Control's acid voice cut through the music filling Jaida's ears as she banked her Thresher into the first of two sharp s-curves, whipping her trailing sensor pods on their cables out into a wide arc. Smirking a bit, she let the fellow stew for a moment longer as she levelled her fighter and brought it back up into the diamonds formation, flipping over to her wing's tactical channel. "He sounds bagged, Rhys; think he's had enough of being ignored?" "You really shouldn't toy
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Beginnings"All units in South Quarter be advised we have a silver and black sports coupe evading pursuit, northbound on Tanger Boulevard at the intersection of Tanger and Eastings. Units 326 and 327 are ordered to respond and intercept..." The radio on Siline Avery's motorcycle squawked as the two officers sat in a parking lot off the busy commercial avenue of West Eastings. The woman turned to her partner, a sleek and predatorially graceful thresher shark morph astride her own motorbike. "That's us, Kit. Let's ride!"Beginnings
Officer Avery swung her leg up and over her vehicle, settling herself on the seat of the powerful and aerodynamic Intercept
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Post TraumaShe crested the hill only a moment too late, her lungs burning with the Capital's unseasonably dry air. The sight at the foot of the steps brought her to a halt just as hard as if she'd run headlong into a brick wall. Her partner and the trenchcoated man both dropped hard to the ground, a pool of blood already gathering on the stones beneath.Post Trauma
Her throat tightened as she surged forward again, breath rasping in her own ears and blocking out all other sounds. The space between seemed to melt away in the span of a heartbeat, the Svastii woman falling heavily to her knees and rolling her partner's battered and badly bleeding body ont
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