Stygian Codex - Chapter 15Chapter 15
"So, what do you think?"
Que was practically bouncing when she was finally able to get Brogan to look at her drawing. She'd been forced to wait until the mechanic had finished making the repairs on Ophelia's arm, upgrading it to something more suitable, and the waiting had made her even more excited. She'd shown Smoke in the meantime, but nothing would be like hearing what Brogan had to say about the design.
Brogan looked over the drawing and the notes carefully. She gave it a lot of time, running over the calculations in her head and felt more useless the more she thought about it. What the hell was Arres bitching about? Que already was fucking perfect.
"It's... very good," Brogan said carefully. She picked up a pencil, as if to make an edit, but instead tucked it behind her ear.
"Very, very good."
She stared at the designs for a long while, before she took the pencil out and scribbled a few corrections in Que's calculations. Then she stopped, put the pencil back on
Stygian Codex - Chapter 14Chapter 14
Malcolm needed a few hours of sleep too, so The Green Gambler didn't leave Escer until early afternoon. Malcolm had a cup of coffee in one hand and a cigarette on his lips as he piloted his ship toward Fandura. He had a round of medicine and food to get to the people there whose trade lines had been cut off by the Enlightened. They were protected by walls and were a little out of the way, but all the cities nearby had been destroyed or taken over. Their survival had made them isolated, and they were just one of the many places that the Enlightened had devastated by destroying everything else.
Their isolation made them weaker. It was only a matter of time before the Enlightened came for them too. Especially since they had a decent amount of mechanical engineers in their midst.
They arrived late in the evening. Malcolm docked, paid his dues for docking, sent out runners to inform the militia he had arrived with supplies. They got back to him saying they'd be ther