The air practically screamed as the magically-conjured force sliced through the empty space. Yyan threw himself back around the corner, tripping on a step in his haste and ending up on his hands and knees. The invisible blade smashed into the curved wall behind him with a sound of tearing stone ...

Whoops. You are correct. Just looked back at the thread and realized that I had misread Tsai's position in her last post.

Actually, Yyan's also at the top of the stairs, peering into the room. I imagine him just a step or two behind Tsai right now, but once the fighting starts, he's gonna try to circle the outside, find a vantage point from where he can see the full room and do what he can.

Yyan had been startled, and faintly sickened, by the sound of Anther’s panicked demand for the puppet-child’s death, but in the next instant that turned into horror. Tsaikatlaua, cloaked in the form of her great cat, had bounded past him to knock the pale figure brutally to the marble floor. It was ...

OMG, it's a Ree! Hi!

Shooting a PM for Gachety's Boys, just a head's up

Once again, overdue. God, I really hate work sometimes.

Please let me know if this should be changed or expanded. I didn't want to lead things too far, since I really have no idea what Porter is gonna do, but I realized that I may not have given much for people to react to.

“You are being given a choice,” the voice spoke. “Turn yourselves in now and you shall receive a lesser punishment.”

Hearing it aloud wasn’t the same as the whispered, poisonous darkness in their minds, but that toneless sound was laced with the same barbs. Six cell doors opened as if to receive ...

For folks who don't already know, my husband and I are trying to get into this whole 'writing' thing as a full-time career. We've got one completed sci-fi manuscript that we're currently shopping for, as well as another sci-fi series in various stages of planning. To help promote the work, we now ...

There was no doubt in Yyan’s mind that the voice had addressed him directly, but he chose not to respond. The thing possessed enough power to plough through his brain like a battering ram, but he wasn’t about to raise the portcullis for it.

He did cast a small glance behind at the others, wondering ...

Already off balance from his earlier connection with Tsaikatlaua, Yyan tumbled to his knees at the presence of that… thing in his mind. It was alien, drenched in power, and also familiar. He took several deep breaths, shielding his eyes from the flashing lights until darkness flooded into the ...

Not a problem at all, Nia. Actually it works out fine, since I've had a rather distressing situation crop up. Long story short, my job security was called into question over the weekend, and as we all know, stress is teh creativity suction.

We can either swap places in the posting order, or keep it ...

Talion didn’t answer his question, and Yyan saw why. He had found a crack in the door, in the barrier, and was draining power through it at an alarming rate. The kaleidoscopic shifts of his eyes were unnerving, but Yyan felt the strength of the wards dimming and the seam being forced wider. He could ...

Alrighty, one long overdue post down.

Once again, I am very sorry about the months-long wait. I liked this thread very much and was curious to see where it would go. But I realize that interest may have been lost in it while waiting for me to get my ass in gear. If that's the case, then we can ...

This was it. Staring up at the massive, austere structure, Yyan’s hands quivered. He dragged his gaze away when Tsaikatlaua spoke to him, hoping that she didn’t spot the fear he desperately tried to master. Jaws clenched, he nodded and studied the building again. He rested a hand on Talion’s ...