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Business in Iron Bay
Posted by Phaedra Underby on May 30, 2015 at 3:32pm ...4 replies

Phaedra waited on the dock between two red lanterns and watched the rowboat approach, a prybar in her hand. Somewhere behind her, Lapis stood, a silent shadow at her back. She hadn’t told him what they were doing, just asked for his help. It was a test, and she hoped he passed it.

The rowboat bumped against the dock and one of the men threw a rope over the cleat and jumped onto the dock, hauling on the rope and tying it down.


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Capping Things Off
Posted by Leland Cooper on May 21, 2015 at 1:16pm ...3 replies

The Major sipped his rum, refolded his coat and more obviously set it upon the chair across from him to advertise his wish that no one take the other seat at his table.

Noticing movement in the aft portion of the Clockwork Kraken, he glanced quickly at the reflection on the inside of the door to take proportions and height, then noticed the hat and had an uncanny sensation. The jolt wasn’t inspired by the hat itself but rather by its...

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May 8 - That Sinking Feeling
Posted by Bookworm Hienrichs on May 20, 2015 at 5:03pm ...1 replies

A low but ominous rumble carried through the open windows of Bookhaven. Miss Hienrichs looked up, startled, and peered toward the east. As she watched, a cloud of dust began rising above the level of the rooftops. Given the angles, she judged that it was coming from… Militia headquarters.

WIth a muffled oath, she grabbed her revolver, buckling it around her waist as she ran toward the bridge across the first canal. Within minutes,...

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Old Habits Die Hard
Posted by John Wright on May 18, 2015 at 6:06pm ...6 replies

Present Day


It was early morning when John entered the telegraph office. The wolf paused and looked around the rather empty room, he spied the collection of writing desks and in the corner, bolted to the wall was a public telephone. The wolf breathed a sigh of relief as he strode over to the device, picked up the reciever and dialed 0.


"Hello, Operator? I'd Like to make an international call."

John Wright's picture
The Best Laid Plans of Wolf and Man...
Posted by John Wright on May 14, 2015 at 7:49pm ...7 replies

It had been over a month since He had arrived in New babbage, and as he closed the silk curtains and pulled the long pipe away from his lips John finally had a moment to relax. As he sat there, he closed his eyes and reflected on just what the hell had brought him to this point.


Paris, Two Months Ago:


Wright looked at the telegram in his paw in shock, he must have read it a dozen times already, and...

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The Telegram
Posted by Quentin Fumes on May 14, 2015 at 2:18am ...2 replies

Telegram to Mr. Q. Fumes at Gray's Inn Place, London