Tethered Worlds: Blue Star Setting by Faccone Gregory

Author:Faccone, Gregory [Faccone, Gregory]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2014-09-13T16:00:00+00:00

Jordahk threw the heavy object hard. It flew across the bay without arc. With enhanced strength and ligaments from Aristahl's ravelen, it was a feat professional athletes of ages past would have envied. It struck the intended target, a half-meter metal sheet, which resounded like a gong.

Jordahk was used to long trips. He had accompanied his parents on dozens over the years as they accepted gigs to train various groups in small arms and personal security. They often found innovative ways to hone their skills enroute, especially where there were open areas and opportunity.

"Max, pick up the speed another twenty percent if I hit this whole series." Max was running the metal sheet through a series of maneuvers at the end of the cargo claw.

His time with Khai since leaving the Palisades was comfortable. Although they had yet to resonate together at the same level as their infamous tag match, they had started the Pankido rings again. Something special happened when they touched skin to skin, and not the usual sensation associated with boys and girls who had more than a passing interest in each other.

Okay, maybe in addition to the usual sensation...

Something empowering he didn't understand. They spent much time in the bay together, but it was rarely scheduled and usually under the auspices of a casual meeting. He set up a number of exercises that challenged their balance, climbing ability, and various other skills. He jokingly called them "ninja tests." Invariably, she won when it came to balance, and usually at climbing. She learned incredibly fast, displaying a skill-set beyond what one young girl should know.

But her inordinate, varied abilities didn't translate to emotions, where she seemed reserved and cool. Perhaps she was covering inexperience and protecting herself. He was careful around her, not letting excitement from any of their activities get too high. It was good practice for him, too, as he overcame his own emotional hurdles. Why could he not be more like Aristahl?

On the way out from Castellum, they had passed the memorial war beacon next to the remains of a demolished planet. He didn't know any details about the infamous incident aside from public record. He asked Aristahl but didn't even get the typical nebulous answer. His grandfather refused to engage on the topic. But Jordahk was getting the hang of the knowledge game they played. If it was something important, or rather something important he had to know right away, the information would be shared, either by Aristahl or his mysterious data construct Ohrias.

He threw another metal nodule, hitting the sheet again. There were plenty of nodules, seeing as they were the raw materials to feed the mystic forge, which was located just off the bay. He had seen Aristahl working at it, helping Alb-Sone replace parts, and trying to restore his pet ladybug espy, which had let itself get burned down last year protecting him. Jordahk didn't focus much on his grandfather's eccentricities. If the little spy was important to him, it was important to him.

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