Reverse Harem Advent Calendar by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Peryton Press
Published: 2019-11-04T04:00:00+00:00

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Lana resides in Tennessee, convinced her southern twang is part of her charm. With two cats and a dog, her hands are full, and not just of treats like her pets would like to believe. Her favourite place is a comfy chair, a cat in her lap, and coffee in her hand.

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A Sci-Fi Reverse Harem

“Your friend is on her way to the hospital. I called your parents to come collect you.” The blue guard frowns down at the four of us, the azure of her uniform a green haze through the night goggles. Overhead, the holo-sky remains shut off. Our accident won't interfere with Lights-Out. When called, the Time Wardens decided lighting the octagonal panel over our current location would draw unwanted attention, no matter how much it might help the investigators wrap up the scene. Behind the blue guard, the shattered remains of a disc-bike litter the street. “You're under our protection until they arrive.”

“Yes, ma'am.” The agreement comes in varying levels of discontent from the three boys who sit next to me.

Blue Guard squats down in front of me. “You okay, Ms.—”

“Sparks.” I interrupt, eyes forward. No one down here needs to know my real name. The only reason she knows it is because she'd scanned my dat-band. I should have left the damn thing at home. The finger-wide, purple circle of rubber has my entire life loaded onto it, easy exposure for anyone with the right scanner.

“Of course, Ms. Sparks.”

In the background, holo-recorders scan the street, documenting the accident site. The narrow beams of light flash off her three-winged badge as she stands and moves away. As a low-ranking traffic patroller, she was only on the scene to make sure our disc-bike race didn't interfere with the Level 3 citizens. Now in charge of an investigation with a potential fatality, she's out of her league.

Two other blue guards inspect the wreckage, night goggles winking like stars. With the Time Wardens' refusal to illuminate the street, their job will be way more difficult. The night goggles work off heat signatures, the world washed out to shades of green. By the time they arrived, most of the pieces had cooled to the same chilly temperature as the rest of the level. No reason to keep the heaters running, since they wanted to encourage the lower class citizens to stay inside at night. Only Ratchet's body registered as a distinct shape by the time the rest of the blue guards arrived. They'll have to rely on the holo-vid to figure out what went wrong.

Not that there's much left to go off as far as evidence is concerned. The disc shattered on impact, leaving tiny gears and coils to litter the street. Blood during Lights-Out looks beautiful. At first, it shimmers, like glitter on the road. But, as it cools, the sparkles fade. Now the black streaks are almost indecipherable from the asphalt.

“Those deadstreams took the prize credits.” Rush pounds a fist against his thigh.

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