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  1. Tiranis is a world of humans and furries, of super science and super powers, of ordinary people and extraordinary ones. Stories of the Past is a series of stories exploring the history of the city of Tiranis, as well as the world it exists in or sometimes people of importance in it. This is excerpt is about 1000 word of a 4,700 word chapter. You can read the full story, as well as other stories set in the world of Tiranis by joining my Patreon at the 1$ level https://www.patreon.com/posts/22815934 A story of the past "My designation is VDK, of the First Speci-" "I don't care." "I am a representative of the US military," Vee said. "We're on our way to-" "I said I don't give a damn who you are. Maybe you missed the message, but there isn't a United States anymore. It's every city for itself now, and as far as I'm concerned, your kind is the reason for it. You're not natural, if they hadn't made the lot of you, we wouldn't be in this mess." Vee ground his teeth. "My kind has been fighting wars for your kind for over five hundred years. We've served our human officers without questions. We've died for your kind." "Yeah," the man sounded bored, "Unless you're looking to join all the others who've died for us, you're going to put your weapons and packs down. You're going to leave your carts and walk around the wall and continue on your way." El looked at where the ground gave way and the sound of water hitting it came. He could sense further that the water extended under the road, making the pylons supporting it, also the only thing supporting the wall there. The man followed the lynx's gaze. "You can swim if you want. I don't care. I just want you out of here." "We're not leaving you our supplies, but we're willing to trade you some of our weapons and tanned hides for food, then we'll leave." The man raised his bow and let an arrow loose. El had expected something like this and had been focusing on the surrounding air. With a muttered "No" under his breath he had the wind divert the arrow so it hit the ground a few meters before them. He kept focusing and closed his hands into fists to keep them from shaking. "We don't want to fight you," Vee said as if he hadn't been shot at. "But if you attack us again, I will designate you an enemy combatant and respond in kind." He took the bow off his back and strung it. Those behind them did the same. "El, how long can you keep their arrows off us?" "I can agitate the air between them and us for a while, but I don't have the precision I used to. I can't promise I won't knock your arrows off too." Vee notched an arrow, but kept it pointed at the ground. "I repeat, we are only looking to trade and pass through. Do not force my hand." "You think we're scared of you?" the man had another arrow in his bow, and the others on the wall were ready to shoot. "That was a warning shot. The next one goes through your heart." "Soldiers!" Vee called. "If they attack, respond with wounding shots only! You are to avoid enemy casualties whenever possible, as misguided as they are they are still American citizens, is that understood!" "Yes, Sir!" They responded as one. Arrows came at them before the air was done reverberating. With a mental push the air exploded, sending them tumbling. "Fire!" Vee ordered while the men reached for another arrow. And the arrows the soldiers let loose found their targets. For a moment there was no one standing on the wall, then more came to replace the fallen men. El wasn't able to keep all enemy arrows from reaching them, and a few times he disrupted his side's arrows, but with Vee there to heal their injuries almost as soon as they occurred they remained standing, while the men on the wall kept falling, until fewer and fewer of them came, and eventually a white flag was waved. Vee motioned, and the soldiers lowered their bows, keeping the arrows notched. "Please stop," a woman called. "Show yourself." She stood, holding the flag. She was older, her hair gray, her face wrinkled. "Do you surrender?" Vee asked. "Promise me you won't hurt anyone else." She kept her fear under control, her voice barely trembling. "You have my word that we won't fire on anyone who doesn't attack us first." After a slight hesitation she nodded. "We surrender." "Open your gate and let us in. Anyone holding a weapon when we enter will be considered hostile and treated accordingly. I tried being friendly, your people opened the hostility. I will not take any chances, is that understood?" "We have-" "No." Vee tone was hard. "Anyone holding any kind of weapons will be considered an enemy. If you need time to ensure everyone is disarmed, I'll give you until sunset. But take heed, if you use the time to try to mount a surprise attack, I will raze this city to the ground with everyone in it. Am I making myself clear?" She nodded, then said, "yes sir. The gates will open before the sun sets." She disappeared behind the wall. Vee turned. "Mary get as many people as you need and collect the arrows. Don't worry about them being broken, we'll go through them later. Stay on your guard, I don't trust them. El, how-?" "I have about three hundred meters in range. No fine control, but I can keep anything off us." Vee smiled. "I was going to ask how are you holding up?" "It's way more tiring than it used to. Moving this little air feels like I'm trying to shift the entire state's air pattern." The statement got him surprised looks from the others as they passed to get the arrows. "I can't keep focused on you, so if they attack again and you need me to take away the exhaustion call out." "I will, don't worry." "Sidney! When the gate opens, I want four guards on it. It doesn't close until everyone and the carts are inside. Anyone trying to close them before that is to be considered hostile." "Yes Sir." They'd collected all the arrows, and the sun wasn't quite touching the horizon when the gate opened. The woman, holding the white flag, stepped out.
  2. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com I don’t know how long this is going to be and since I write the title first, it’s staying. This week has been so uneventful that I don’t recall much of it. There was plenty of waiting for deliveries, which help with the writing. For a time it looked like I was .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, as well as my thoughts on the movie "Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/23083669 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
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    Nebu: Origins - Page 8

    From the album: Nebu : Origins

    A bit early for that much shade, elders.
  4. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com the week went well. Really, I have nothing to say about work. My doctor’s appointment has been rescheduled. Dispatch and my manager have been informed, but .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/22940126 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  5. Tiranis is a world of humans and furries, of super science and super powers, of ordinary people and extraordinary ones. Stories of the Past is a series of stories exploring the history of the city of Tiranis, as well as the world it exists in or sometimes people of importance in it. This is excerpt is about 1000 word of a 7,000 word chapter. You can read the full story, as well as other stories set in the world of Tiranis by joining my Patreon at the 1$ level https://www.patreon.com/posts/22815371 A story of the past "Who are you?" Vee asked. "I'm Commander Susan Rodriguez." RSM whispered. "Commander?" El echoed her puzzlement, there was no 'commander' rank in the army. "Which army division are you from?" "What does that matter? I'm the person in charge here." "Which military college did you graduate from, Ma'am?" this time there was a lot less respect in the 'Ma'am.' "The Texas one. Are you questioning my authority? Leon, take this soldier and throw him in the brig." One of the bear took a step forward, but stopped when DHC growled. "Fuck this, I didn't survive hell just to be kept from going home by a woman with delusions of grandeur leading a bunch of green playing at being soldiers. I say we take them." "At ease, soldier," Vee said, his tone calm. "You're a civilian, are you, Susan?" "I am the commander of this base." "Susan, I am a US soldier. I only take orders from US command or one of their appointed representative." "I am-" "No, you're not. Command hasn't appointed a civilian since that debacle in the Congo United Territories seventy-two years ago." "Well, maybe you've missed the memo, but there hasn't been a US command for a while now, so I'm in charge. If you don't obey me, I'm going to have you executed." Vee looked at the bear. "Leon, correct?" "Yes, Sir." "You know the regulations?" "Yes, Sir." "Good, then I'm assuming command." Relief flooded the room. "You can't do that!" Susan yelled. "I'm the commander!" "No, Susan, you're not. Believe it or not, US command actually planned from something like this. Regulations 43-8 paragraph 12. 'In case of a complete loss of communication between a unit, or a base, the role of US command will fall open the highest ranked officer on site, this will apply that the officer be human or Anthro.' I'm the highest ranking officer here." "No, you're just an animal. You aren't fit to lead. Leon, kill him." El felt the tension behind him. But they didn't have to worry. The bear was looking at Vee, not Susan. She looked at the bear in dismay. "I gave you an order, Soldier!" "Sir?" the bear asked Vee. "I'm in charge! One of you, kill them!" she ordered the other six. No one moved. She headed for the door. "Keep her from leaving." The tiger grabbed her by the arm. She glared at him. "Samuel, let go of me this instant." "I'm sorry, Susan. I can't." He sounded genuinely apologetic. "How many soldiers are here?" "Forty-six, Sir," The chipmunk said. "We were doing exercises at Fort Hickton when everything stopped working." Vee nodded. "Leon, go assemble them, I'm going to want to talk to all of them." "Sir, there might be some problem. A few of them are unreasonably loyal to her. Until you explain things to them, they will resist." "Take these five." Vee indicated the others who had entered with Susan. "But I don't want any bloodshed." "Samuel, can I trust not to let her go?" "Yes, Sir. I ca-it's complicated, but yes I will follow your orders, Sir, not hers." "Good." He motioned for the bear to get moving. "I'll assemble everyone in the courtyard." "I'll show you where it is," the chipmunk said. "First, tell me where are all the commanding officers. I can understand that they were some loss of life when it happened, but they can't all have died." "No Sir, none of them died, or if they did, it wasn't at the base. They just left." Anthros were entering the room. Eight of them. "What do you mean, just left?" "Just that, Sir. They ordered us to hold the base and left us there. There was seventy of us then and we did our best to follow our orders, but within a week civilians were forcing their way in. We're not supposed to attack US citizens, but they had no problems attacking us. Then she showed up, stopped the fighting and took controls of things. But..." Vee waited, and when the chipmunk didn't continue, he growled to prompt him. "She had us hoard all the weapons and food." Vee glared at her, and El felt his anger rising if she'd been keeping the food to herself... "How much?" Vee asked. "All of it, Sir." El's hands clenched. How could she? "Has she been feeding them?" "Barely. There's been at least two attempts to break in already. She had us kill those we captured." If El's powers had been working, she would have burst into flames right there. As it was, if his anger was stoking the fires, there was no evidence of it. "Throw her in a cell," Vee growled. "Don't you dare," she told the tiger. "I'm in charge. Not that bull." "Susan," the tiger replied, his voice tight, pleading. "He's my commanding officer. I have to do what he says." She placed a hand on his cheek. "But I'm so much more to you, aren't I?" "Samuel?" Vee's voice wasn't loud, but the tiger reacted as if he'd been yelled at. He jerked and pushed the human into the arms of a ram. "Take her to a cell," he said. "Samuel!" she yelled, surprise and outrage mixed together. "Samuel! I'm going to make you pay, do you hear me?" He wrenched herself out of the ram's grip and took a step toward the tiger. She staggered with a gasp. Samuel caught her before she fell, concern on his face. "I stopped your heart for one beat," Vee said, pulling her attention to him. "If you cause me anymore problem, I'll stop it permanently." The horror El expected to see in her face was in Samuel's. She was just angry. "What are you?" "I'm a Specialist. I said that initially. If you don't know what that is, then you have even less business leading these soldiers." He motioned to the ram. "Take her away." When she was gone, Vee looked at the tiger who was still looking at the open door. "Is this going to be a problem for you?" Tiranis
  6. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com over all, the week went well, did the pickup in BC, headed to Texas, did the delivery, no snow. Actually, the weather was rather warm. Only had one night that was cold enough.... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week as well as the mivie I watched; 'Mamma Mia2: here We Go Again,' you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/22794450 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  7. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com this will be a short one since hardly nothing happened worth noting. The driving went well. Everything lined up. Delivered on Thursday and took the rest of the weekend off. The plan was to go to the Banff Hot ..... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/22701047 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  8. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com this week went well. As I more or less expected, my manager’s so well laid plan came to a crashing halt when I reached Laredo, because they didn’t have anything heading .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/22516874 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  9. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com This week was interesting. Fist off, I can finally say that I have traveled the entirety of Hwy 3, also known as “Crowsnest Highway,” from Medicine Hat, AB to Hope, BC. Now .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, and my thoughts on the movie "The Incredibles 2," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/22359793 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  10. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com I owe you all an explanation for the lack of a post last week. I was planning on making one, I was even going to type it using the new keyboard/mouse system I’d finally been able to grab from my friend’s place (http://keymouse.com/) the thing I forgot .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/22209279 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  11. Tiranis is a world of humans and furries, of super science and super powers, of ordinary people and extraordinary ones. Stories of the Past is a series of stories exploring the history of the city of Tiranis, as well as the world it exists in or sometimes people of importance in it. This is excerpt is about 1000 word of a 9,000 word chapter. You can read the full story, as well as other stories set in the world of Tiranis by joining my Patreon at the 1$ level: https://www.patreon.com/posts/22126231 A story of the past El and Vee were lying naked on the jungle floor, away from the camp. They were sweating and panting from the heat as much as what they'd just finished doing. Their celebration for having finished the mission. El looked at the sky. It was clear without any clouds. "I can hear the choppers approaching." He didn't move. "We should get dressed." The bull nuzzled the lynx's neck and nipped lightly. "Or we can stay here, just the two of us. Leave the wars behind." He ran a hand through El's chest fur and down to his groin. "Enjoy ourselves." El's chuckle caught, and he pulled the hand away. "Be serious, Vee. We can't go AWOL, hide here and have sex all the time. We're soldiers." "I know." The bull sighed. "I just didn't expect to be doing this for so damned long. Our live expectancy was what? fifteen years? If we didn't die in combat? We've been at it for centuries." El nodded at Vee's tired tone. The average lifespan of an Anthro soldier was actually eight years, he'd read. He'd encounter an old soldier once, a Grizzled black bear of twelve who'd had a missing eye, hand and half his fur. She'd been grim as she fought, throwing herself into battle like she wanted to die. She'd survived it, losing only a foot. Her expression had been as grim leaving the battlefront as it had been entering it. El's long lifespan, as well as that of all the Specialists had surprised the Scientists at the Freak Lab. How many were there now? one, two hundred of them? He was sure that much more had come to be in total, but even with their powers, war was deadly. When Eek had reached sixteen, he was the oldest, older than CM by a month, the scientists had run a barrage of tests on him trying to determine how he hadn't just died on reaching fifteen. Each of them went through the same tests on their sixteen birthdays. The scientist hadn't said anything, but El had become good at eavesdropping by then. He learned that Anthros were designed to shut down at fifteen. He didn't know why, that was one question he hadn't been able to answer in all these years. None of his brothers and sisters had died at fifteen. Those who didn't make it to that age had been taken by the war, and each one of them had taken a lot of enemies with them before they finally went down. Of those El considered his family, the twenty-six who had been housed in the same barrack as him, only eighteen remained. Which, then El thought about it, was impressive considering how long they had all been fighting in one war or another. The Freak Lab now had two dozen barracks for Specialists, but he didn't know how many of those were actually used. El had tried to get to know them, at first, but he just couldn't connect with any of them like he had with his family. They might be Specialists like him, were just other soldiers to him. He didn't know why. "Have you heard from Zack?" He asked as they rejoined the others in the clearing. "He should have made contact by now. It's been three days." The helicopters were getting close. Tango and Bravo were all there, packs on their back. "No, but I'm not worried. They are experienced." El froze. Something had happened. Vee looked at him. "What's wrong?" There was a flash of light in the distance, just as the helicopters' motors sputtered and died. El looked behind them. Light was blooming over the trees, far he could feel that, but coming. "Scatter!" he yelled pointing in the opposite direction, and he saw one of the helicopters drop out of the sky. "Run as fast as you can! Leave everything behind. Now!" He followed his own orders and ran. His soldiers obeyed. Those created for speed outdistanced the others. One of the helicopters crashed and a ball of fire went up. The second crashed moments later, then the third and fourth. El barely sensed those fires. Whatever was coming overshadowed them, even at a distance. "What's going on?" El Felt the heat in the distance, a wall of it coming at them so very fast. It was different than any fire he'd ever felt, but he knew it was just as deadly, if not more so. And he realized something. "We're not going to make it." The words were a whisper, fear stealing most of his voice away. He had to run faster. "El, talk to me!" "That flash of light. There's a wall of heat coming. It's father than we are." Vee caught his arm and stopped. "Fire?" "Vee we have to run!" El tried to pull him, but the bull was stronger. Soldiers were running past them, the downed helicopters, that light and his words had been enough to show them the wisdom of not being here. "You said it's faster than we are." He looked behind them. "Vee, we have to try!" The bull looked at him. "How hot?" El didn't immediately answer. Didn't Vee understand the danger they were in? "I don't know," he finally said. "Hot. It's different. I can't tell." Vee's face was set, hard. "El, I'm going to keep you safe. No matter what, I'll keep you safe. I love you too much to let anything happen to you." El pulled. "Then we have to run!" there was air being displaced. He hadn't noticed it because he'd been focused on the strange heat, but he could tell a shock wave would hit them first. And he realized it was already too late. It had been too late the moment the explosion happened. They weren't going to survive. Maybe the runners would, but no one else could get far enough in time. He wrapped his arms around his lover and held on. Wasn't it ironic that only minutes before they'd been talking about deserting?
  12. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com I am back in my truck, got back in it on Wednesday, and that led to some interesting stuff. The plan was to quickly switch truck and continue with the delivery, but even thought I called in on Monday to tell them I’d get my in my truck, when I get there, my truck .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, or read my thought on the movie Atomic Blonde," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/21939005 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  13. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com This week was utterly uneventful. I delivered neat Houston, where I arrived 4 hours early, so had to sit. Picked up north of Houston and now I’m on my way to Ontario, where I will hopefully .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, or read my thought on the movie Atomic Blonde," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/21752606 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  14. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com I think I’ve used this title before. Last week, about an hour after doing the pickup on Friday, I messaged my managed with this message. “After I do the delivery one Wednesday, I need to go to Penske to get the Inverter fixed.” He replied with “Ok” Once I’m at the customer, this Wednesday.... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, or read my thought on the movie "Unleashed," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/21600879 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  15. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com this week I finished my vacation. I had a good last few days. I visited a friend north east of Peterborough, ON, at his cabin. Unfortunately, it rained most of the day and night, so we couldn’t have the camp fire we were looking forward to. After that things got interesting .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/21458824 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  16. Going home: Strongburgh, Part 4 of 4 He shoved the metal slim between the wooden door and the frame, just above the lock and pushed against it. The door cracked and the lock assembly bulged, but not enough. He forced the slim back in, this time going a little deeper and giving him better purchase. It still wasn’t enough, but on the third try the wood shattered and the lock fell out of the door. Sometimes, even for a Builder, it was the application of direct force that got the job down. But, as soon as he had the time he was making himself some sort of multi-key, this was the second, not third door he’s broken to open, and that didn’t count the minivan. He peeked inside, relieved to not hear any alarm. The large storage room smells of dust and mold. The only light came from the door he held open. It was enough to show him boxes after boxes with signs of water damage. A few had papers spilling out of broken sides. He stepped in. This, he figured, was what had happened to all the books and pages of tests once computers had been introduced. This was what he’d used to learn. It was depressing to see all of it abandoned like that, but the Builder in him knew that technology always moved forward. He saw the door leading inside the hotel on the other side of the room, and closed the door. The darkness was near complete, what light that entered through the missing lock no enough to let him see past the first few stacks of boxes He almost tripped on an errand box, and did end up on his back when he stepped on papers made slick with mold and humidity. He cursed as trashing to get up just covered him with more of the gunk. As soon as they were over he was going to need a shower. The door opened without resistance and in the crack letting light through he could see it didn’t have a lock. Clearly the university didn’t care if someone stole what was in this room. He searched for Amirel’s device, and saw only one, heading for the cluster by the entrance. She’d posted them all there? She hadn’t kept any for protection? Since she didn’t know he could see the diagrams, this wasn’t a trap. She was that confident in their ability to keep him from getting in. Eric located Amirel’s briefcase above him, where he thought her office was. She’d be near it, he was certain of that. He considered turning on the sphere right now—he had to give the thing a name. He could repurpose ‘Disruptor’ since he’d left his in the elk’s classroom. He could turn the Disruptor on now, but he still had to cross to the other end of the building to access the stairs, and if she noticed the disruption, she’d have time to find a way to get reinforcement to her office. When the student had reached the cluster he opened the door. As he stepped out he saw the shiny mold on his pants and hoodie. Fortunately there was no one around to see him. He ducked back in, and found dry papers to scrap as much of it off as he could. He tried not to think of it as desecrating the past, after all he wasn’t the one who had abandoned all these papers here, the school system had. Once the spots on his clothes only looked dirty and damp, rather than wet and slimy he left the room and headed for the stairs. A few students had appeared, but none of them with devices in their necks, and some gave him a curious glance, but they didn’t seem bothered seeing him. No one yelled at him by the time he made it to Amirel’s floor, and he took that as a good sign. He turned the Disruptor on before leaving the stairs. He could wait until he was before her, give her a speech about the evil of her way and how he as going to stop her. He chuckled at his own idiocy, this wasn’t a movie, at least he hadn’t seen any cameras following him around. Until that happened, he was playing it safe, instead of the trying to rock it. He kept his gaze on the briefcase. If she hadn’t moved it, it should be at the foot of the desk, on the other side form the door. In the desk itself he could see the components to the device stacked in their boxes. And on the shelves all the other devices. The door was locked, but even if he didn’t remember what the combination, he could now work them out at a glance. He punched it in and entered the room. “How—?” she froze on seeing him. He closed the door behind him. “Everyone to my office, now.” She spoke in a calm voice, didn’t even raise it. For all appearance, Eric was the only one who could hear the command. It confirmed that the briefcase transmitted her commands. He wondered what the range was. He stepped around the desk. “I don’t care what you think.” She grabbed the briefcase before he got close to it. “But what you did to them is wrong.” “If you think you can stop me, you’ll be surprised.” She spoke with such certainty, such superiority it made Eric study her. “There’s on their way here, all of them. You through they had to hear my voice to obey me? You’re—” Eric hadn’t planned on showing her the Disruptor, it felt too much like a movie moment, but he figured it would shut her up. “What is that?” “It’s a signal disruptor, radio, cell. I had a Tecker student build it for me because, no, I didn’t think they had to be here to hear your orders. You hold on to that briefcase too tightly for me to think it isn’t important to all this. It transmits your orders to them, or it did. I turned this on before I opened the door.”
  17. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com This week work was…oh right, I’m on vacation, so I don’t care what work might have been like. I had a friend visit for a few days this week, a really nice guy, fun to hang out .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/21316443 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  18. ask me a question in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com I listening to a book this week, Neverwhere. It’s an okay book by Neil Gaiman, but the thing is that until about the halfway mark I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d read this.... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/21166498 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
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    From the album: Nebu : Origins

    This hut is a canoodling-free zone.
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    From the album: Nebu : Origins

  21. If you have questions, you can ask them in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com Let’s see did anything worth talking about happened this week. Right, I informed Dispatch I’d be at the customer on Wednesday at 11am. So of course, they set the appointment for 9am. There are days when I really wonder why I even bother ..... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, as well as my thought on the movie "Upgrade," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/21005743 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  22. If you have questions, you can ask them in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com This week was mostly uneventful. Tuesday around 11am, my manager call wanting to know why I wasn’t at the customer yet, the delivery was at 9am. I double checked my load information and informed him that I was told to be there before 1pm, which I was going to make on time. then he asked me if..... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, as well as my thought on writing, you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/20862707 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  23. Going Home is a series that Explores the city of Tiranis through the eyes of Eric Clarkson, a returning veteran, who finds that the city has changed more than he expected in his absences. Each section of the series will focus on a different part of the city while Eric gets pulled into problems typical to that area, or sometimes not so typical. This is about 1000 words of the 9,100 words chapter. You can read the full story, as well as other stories set in the world of Tiranis by joining my Patreon at the 1$ level: ttps://www.patreon.com/posts/20705840 Going home: Strongburgh, Part 3 of 4 “Excuse me,” he asked the man walking up the stairs “Where is Glamboro Hall?” the man shrugged. Eric asked the next person, a human woman. She gave him direction and he thanked her. “There!” He spun and at the top of the stairs a student was pointing at him while looking at her phone. She showed it to the students around her and they nodded. So much them not having a picture of him. Or not running. He took off. Glamboro Hall was three blocks down. The old library, the woman had said. Renovated to hold the science department. She’d apologized for not being able to tell him more, but she was late for her class. When he wasn’t busy being chased by mind-controlled students, he’d look up the building’s history. At least he was in better shape than his pursuers. He glanced over his shoulder and only two were still after him. And one looked like he was about to give up. Far behind them he could see more students, hand on their knees, panting hard. He ran through the pedestrians and streets, grateful no one drove here. All the cars were in the lots at the entrance of what had been downtown Strongburgh years ago. Some of the people looked at him, but none of them showed alarm. They probably thought he was running late for something. He considered calling the police, but immediately dismissed the thought. What could he say? Sure, it was true that she was mind-controlling them, but could he prove it? Could he convince them to x-ray their necks? He’d have to find another Builder who could see diagrams like he could, and how likely was that? The students would say whatever she wanted them to. And if convincing them wasn’t enough, they’d ask for his ID. He’d been lucky twice already. The first time because Doctor Reignheart had known the officer, and then because Peek had made the officer think everything was already fine. But now? He didn’t have anyone to vouch for him. Isabel would, but he doubted she was on first name bases with any officer who would show up. He didn’t think the professor would call the police either. She had to worry that someone might believe Eric’s story. If anyone examined her students, what she’d done would be revealed. He glanced over his shoulder and cursed. The girl was still after him. Not gaining, but not giving up either. At least she was human. If she’d been a cheetah, or any large cat really, she’d have caught him already. He saw the building, wide, three stories, with a clock at the peek over the double door entrance. Seven minutes to noon. That couldn’t be right, it was way past that. Broken then. A look at the diagram told him one of the gear was missing, deep inside. They’d have to take the clock out just to figure out what needed to be replaced. He grabbed the gardener’s rake that was leaning against the stair’s railing. Inside he pushed the door closed and shoved the rake through both handles and he was running again. Goal. The word popped up as he opened his ability wide. His mind knew his plans were changing. He needed to incapacitate the students after him, there were too many of them he couldn’t fight them all. The diagram formed before him from components he was seeing all around him. The hunger to create something grand hovered at the back of his mind, but it wasn’t insistent. Good, he didn’t have time to deal with that on top of everything else. The item took shape before him, but it was too large. He needed something portable. With the change in criteria it altered and became something palm-sized. Now he needed to find all the parts to make it. He heard the rake break. Ideally find them someplace where they students wouldn’t find him in return. He went up the stairs. He saw the rows after rows of electronic parts before he reached the top of the stairs. A storeroom. Perfect. The door had an electronic lock, but it was the same as on Professor Amirel’s office door. So it easy to get the right numbers for it. He entered and carefully closed the door behind him. He grabbed the items he needed still panting. He couldn’t slow down. At least the door didn’t have a window so the students couldn’t see the light, or the shadow he cast as he moved about. He took out his took and began assembling his…what was he going to call it? It needed a name, inventions always had to be named. Disruptor, that was a good name for it. The Disruptor took shape. Its form meant it would fit comfortably in his hand. He could add a strap so he wouldn’t have to worry about it falling out. The most impressive thing, to him, was how powerful and small the batteries had become in sixty years. By his calculation, the battery he put in the disruptor, barely the size of his thumb had enough power to short most electronics. He’d have to recharge it after each use, so ultimately he couldn’t use that to stop Amirel, but it would let him deal with the students chasing him. So long as they came at him one at a time. Yeah, really not the final solution. Once the disruptor was done, he plugged it in. He’d also build a charger for it. Something better than what he’d seen. In two minutes the disruptor was fully charged. He placed an ear to the door. The downside of now having a window was that he couldn’t look outside until he opened it. With a chuckle he rested his head on it. He didn’t need to open the door. For his purpose he could actually see through it or walls. He looked for the diagrams. He saw one on this floor, further down the hallway, two on the floor above and five below, with more approaching the building.
  24. If you have questions, you can ask them in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com This week’s post will probably be short. I don’t think anything of note has happened. The driving was uneventful, I made it to Laredo and the same day I left.... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, as well as my thought on the movie "Black Panther," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/20574577 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
  25. If you have questions, you can ask them in the comments below or by emailing them to s.stpierre@thetigerwrites.com Almost didn’t post today. Not because I forgot about it, that was yesterday, but because after spending the day writing, I hit dinner time pretty tired and sort of meandered the evening away, surfing and chatting. I was about to do some editing .... If you want to read the rest of the post, which includes more about my week, as well as my thought on the movie "Rampage," you can find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/20424491 If you prefer, you can support me by Buying me a Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/Y8Y6BC87
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