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He was a member of a National Socialist Trade Union now– but god damn it, he’d be a fed and clothed member of a National Socialist Trade Union. He’d have a job and benefits.
He wouldn’t be out on the street.
Or dead.
In his eyes, that was a victory for labor.
He wouldn’t be out on the street.
Or dead.
In his eyes, that was a victory for labor.
February 14, 2026 at 9:50 PM
He was a member of a National Socialist Trade Union now– but god damn it, he’d be a fed and clothed member of a National Socialist Trade Union. He’d have a job and benefits.
He wouldn’t be out on the street.
Or dead.
In his eyes, that was a victory for labor.
He wouldn’t be out on the street.
Or dead.
In his eyes, that was a victory for labor.
No longer would her mind ask the question, ‘do I deserve her’? ‘Can’t she do better’?
Murati didn’t just deserve Karuniya; she desired her with all the little greed she had.
And she would more than make up for the interruptions and miscalculations of the past.
Murati didn’t just deserve Karuniya; she desired her with all the little greed she had.
And she would more than make up for the interruptions and miscalculations of the past.
February 14, 2026 at 8:50 PM
No longer would her mind ask the question, ‘do I deserve her’? ‘Can’t she do better’?
Murati didn’t just deserve Karuniya; she desired her with all the little greed she had.
And she would more than make up for the interruptions and miscalculations of the past.
Murati didn’t just deserve Karuniya; she desired her with all the little greed she had.
And she would more than make up for the interruptions and miscalculations of the past.
“I’m leaving. By the way, I have a wife. So– if you’re after me for– baser reasons, you had better not get your hopes up.” Murati said. She felt insane for feeling like she needed to clarify such a thing. But Aatto’s behavior had to be corrected somehow.
February 14, 2026 at 7:51 PM
“I’m leaving. By the way, I have a wife. So– if you’re after me for– baser reasons, you had better not get your hopes up.” Murati said. She felt insane for feeling like she needed to clarify such a thing. But Aatto’s behavior had to be corrected somehow.
“I’m happy she’s found someone worth coming back alive for.” Ulyana explained.
“We should all be so lucky as her.” Aaliyah said, shrugging, her cat-like ears twitching.
“Indeed. Commissar, let us once again walk into hell for this precious crew, hand in hand.”
“We should all be so lucky as her.” Aaliyah said, shrugging, her cat-like ears twitching.
“Indeed. Commissar, let us once again walk into hell for this precious crew, hand in hand.”
February 14, 2026 at 6:50 PM
“I’m happy she’s found someone worth coming back alive for.” Ulyana explained.
“We should all be so lucky as her.” Aaliyah said, shrugging, her cat-like ears twitching.
“Indeed. Commissar, let us once again walk into hell for this precious crew, hand in hand.”
“We should all be so lucky as her.” Aaliyah said, shrugging, her cat-like ears twitching.
“Indeed. Commissar, let us once again walk into hell for this precious crew, hand in hand.”
“Those memories are irrelevant to the world of today, and I do not let them govern how I live my life in the here and now. But thank you for the hug. It was very warm.” Euphrates added.
February 14, 2026 at 5:51 PM
“Those memories are irrelevant to the world of today, and I do not let them govern how I live my life in the here and now. But thank you for the hug. It was very warm.” Euphrates added.
She was right on time for Nagavanshi’s secretive little meeting.
A meeting that could decide the fate of the Union, she had said.
A meeting that could decide the fate of the Union, she had said.
February 14, 2026 at 4:50 PM
She was right on time for Nagavanshi’s secretive little meeting.
A meeting that could decide the fate of the Union, she had said.
A meeting that could decide the fate of the Union, she had said.
“I’ve spent all my life putting my body between women and something vast and impossible. Sometimes, they even wanted me to do it.” She said, betraying a hint of sadness.
Eris seemed to pick up on her wistful tone of voice.
Eris seemed to pick up on her wistful tone of voice.
February 14, 2026 at 3:51 PM
“I’ve spent all my life putting my body between women and something vast and impossible. Sometimes, they even wanted me to do it.” She said, betraying a hint of sadness.
Eris seemed to pick up on her wistful tone of voice.
Eris seemed to pick up on her wistful tone of voice.
“Thank you for granting my request. I’ve been dying to meet you.” Aatto said.
“I am just following orders. I’m only curious to know what you want.” Murati replied.
Aatto smiled, a little too happy for Murati’s taste.
“I am just following orders. I’m only curious to know what you want.” Murati replied.
Aatto smiled, a little too happy for Murati’s taste.
February 14, 2026 at 2:50 PM
“Thank you for granting my request. I’ve been dying to meet you.” Aatto said.
“I am just following orders. I’m only curious to know what you want.” Murati replied.
Aatto smiled, a little too happy for Murati’s taste.
“I am just following orders. I’m only curious to know what you want.” Murati replied.
Aatto smiled, a little too happy for Murati’s taste.
“Homa Baumann. I’m– I’m mixed.“ She added to explain her surname.
Madiha gave her a wistful look for a moment. She looked deep in thought.
“You’re a Shimii, Homa. Your parentage doesn’t matter.“ Madiha took in a breath. Homa had never been accepted so casually and confidently.
Madiha gave her a wistful look for a moment. She looked deep in thought.
“You’re a Shimii, Homa. Your parentage doesn’t matter.“ Madiha took in a breath. Homa had never been accepted so casually and confidently.
February 14, 2026 at 1:50 PM
“Homa Baumann. I’m– I’m mixed.“ She added to explain her surname.
Madiha gave her a wistful look for a moment. She looked deep in thought.
“You’re a Shimii, Homa. Your parentage doesn’t matter.“ Madiha took in a breath. Homa had never been accepted so casually and confidently.
Madiha gave her a wistful look for a moment. She looked deep in thought.
“You’re a Shimii, Homa. Your parentage doesn’t matter.“ Madiha took in a breath. Homa had never been accepted so casually and confidently.
“She’s still there!” Mona shouted. “This is an Ideospace! You’ve got to believe that!”
“How the hell are you going to turn her back from a bag of meat?! This is insane!”
In that moment, the Ideospace enflamed Klara’s despair, awakening The Silent Thicket.
“How the hell are you going to turn her back from a bag of meat?! This is insane!”
In that moment, the Ideospace enflamed Klara’s despair, awakening The Silent Thicket.
February 14, 2026 at 12:50 PM
“She’s still there!” Mona shouted. “This is an Ideospace! You’ve got to believe that!”
“How the hell are you going to turn her back from a bag of meat?! This is insane!”
In that moment, the Ideospace enflamed Klara’s despair, awakening The Silent Thicket.
“How the hell are you going to turn her back from a bag of meat?! This is insane!”
In that moment, the Ideospace enflamed Klara’s despair, awakening The Silent Thicket.
Marina McKennedy, unlike her proud and defiant conduct in previous deceptions, was reduced to begging, and quickly withered under their cold scrutiny.
It was an understatement to say this all sounded, looked and felt quite bad.
It was an understatement to say this all sounded, looked and felt quite bad.
February 14, 2026 at 11:52 AM
Marina McKennedy, unlike her proud and defiant conduct in previous deceptions, was reduced to begging, and quickly withered under their cold scrutiny.
It was an understatement to say this all sounded, looked and felt quite bad.
It was an understatement to say this all sounded, looked and felt quite bad.
She developed a good read on Aatto and no longer needed to look her in the eye.
Instead, her attention focused past the Rottenführer, on the men and their deadly weapons.
Without holding her gaze, Murati reached out a hand to Aatto, offering a shake.
Instead, her attention focused past the Rottenführer, on the men and their deadly weapons.
Without holding her gaze, Murati reached out a hand to Aatto, offering a shake.
February 14, 2026 at 10:51 AM
She developed a good read on Aatto and no longer needed to look her in the eye.
Instead, her attention focused past the Rottenführer, on the men and their deadly weapons.
Without holding her gaze, Murati reached out a hand to Aatto, offering a shake.
Instead, her attention focused past the Rottenführer, on the men and their deadly weapons.
Without holding her gaze, Murati reached out a hand to Aatto, offering a shake.
When Daksha left the Union in the hands of that insipid idealist Ahwalia and that utilitarian brute Jayasankar, Kremina had followed dutifully because she believed in her. She owed her life and allegiance to Daksha Kansal.
February 14, 2026 at 9:51 AM
When Daksha left the Union in the hands of that insipid idealist Ahwalia and that utilitarian brute Jayasankar, Kremina had followed dutifully because she believed in her. She owed her life and allegiance to Daksha Kansal.
A student of political as well as military theory, Murati had all kinds of rationalizations for what she wanted.
February 14, 2026 at 8:50 AM
A student of political as well as military theory, Murati had all kinds of rationalizations for what she wanted.
Her pale face stretched with her cheeky grin, little dark eyes narrowing into their dark bags, each labored cackle tossing the long white hair coming out in long wisps from beneath her grey hood.
February 14, 2026 at 7:51 AM
Her pale face stretched with her cheeky grin, little dark eyes narrowing into their dark bags, each labored cackle tossing the long white hair coming out in long wisps from beneath her grey hood.
“Ingrid, I really want to thank you for doing your job so diligently.” She said.
Ingrid raised a hand to hover in front of her mouth while she yawned loudly.
Her tail started wagging, just a bit.
Ingrid raised a hand to hover in front of her mouth while she yawned loudly.
Her tail started wagging, just a bit.
February 14, 2026 at 6:50 AM
“Ingrid, I really want to thank you for doing your job so diligently.” She said.
Ingrid raised a hand to hover in front of her mouth while she yawned loudly.
Her tail started wagging, just a bit.
Ingrid raised a hand to hover in front of her mouth while she yawned loudly.
Her tail started wagging, just a bit.
Hudson’s joking threat had gotten the absolute worst rise out of her.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
February 14, 2026 at 5:51 AM
Hudson’s joking threat had gotten the absolute worst rise out of her.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
Cogitan racism allowed them to see the Imbrians, their stations, and their Core Pylon, as violable, or even worthy of violation.
Their God wasn’t our God. Just as they were the lesser. Anything could be done to them.
Their God wasn’t our God. Just as they were the lesser. Anything could be done to them.
February 14, 2026 at 4:50 AM
Cogitan racism allowed them to see the Imbrians, their stations, and their Core Pylon, as violable, or even worthy of violation.
Their God wasn’t our God. Just as they were the lesser. Anything could be done to them.
Their God wasn’t our God. Just as they were the lesser. Anything could be done to them.
When she returned to Norn’s table, the Praetorian gave her a critical glare.
“You can’t be serious. Go back there and grab some of the salad at least.”
“You can’t be serious. Go back there and grab some of the salad at least.”
February 14, 2026 at 3:51 AM
When she returned to Norn’s table, the Praetorian gave her a critical glare.
“You can’t be serious. Go back there and grab some of the salad at least.”
“You can’t be serious. Go back there and grab some of the salad at least.”
“I believe she might be a suicide risk.” Dr. Kappel said. “And my true motive for speaking with you is that, during your interrogation, please be wary of Aatto and if needed, stop her from hurting herself.”
February 14, 2026 at 2:50 AM
“I believe she might be a suicide risk.” Dr. Kappel said. “And my true motive for speaking with you is that, during your interrogation, please be wary of Aatto and if needed, stop her from hurting herself.”
One shopkeeper named Hasim, rarely seen at the mosque otherwise, actually showed up to report a missing person, for example.
“There’s this girl– she came by my shop every day, one of my favorite customers–”
But nobody had seen the bob-tailed girl he described.
“There’s this girl– she came by my shop every day, one of my favorite customers–”
But nobody had seen the bob-tailed girl he described.
February 14, 2026 at 1:50 AM
One shopkeeper named Hasim, rarely seen at the mosque otherwise, actually showed up to report a missing person, for example.
“There’s this girl– she came by my shop every day, one of my favorite customers–”
But nobody had seen the bob-tailed girl he described.
“There’s this girl– she came by my shop every day, one of my favorite customers–”
But nobody had seen the bob-tailed girl he described.
Mona had brown skin and long, slightly wavy dark hair, and she lacked horns, or a tail, or tall furry ears. Her facial features were also rather median, with green eyes, and a thin nose, and svelte cheekbones.
February 14, 2026 at 12:50 AM
Mona had brown skin and long, slightly wavy dark hair, and she lacked horns, or a tail, or tall furry ears. Her facial features were also rather median, with green eyes, and a thin nose, and svelte cheekbones.
Evropan values were the value of money– money could transmute The West to anywhere like a surreal alchemy.
February 13, 2026 at 11:51 PM
Evropan values were the value of money– money could transmute The West to anywhere like a surreal alchemy.
After all, if ordinary people could have done it, humanity would already be under the sun.
February 13, 2026 at 10:51 PM
After all, if ordinary people could have done it, humanity would already be under the sun.
“Fair enough. Just so you know– I think it’s really cool. Fascinating, even.“
“W-What is?“ Homa said in a breathless voice. She was so embarrassed. She wanted to disappear.
“The gender stuff, duh. It’s interesting. It feels– really modern. Science fiction type stuff.“
“W-What is?“ Homa said in a breathless voice. She was so embarrassed. She wanted to disappear.
“The gender stuff, duh. It’s interesting. It feels– really modern. Science fiction type stuff.“
February 13, 2026 at 9:51 PM
“Fair enough. Just so you know– I think it’s really cool. Fascinating, even.“
“W-What is?“ Homa said in a breathless voice. She was so embarrassed. She wanted to disappear.
“The gender stuff, duh. It’s interesting. It feels– really modern. Science fiction type stuff.“
“W-What is?“ Homa said in a breathless voice. She was so embarrassed. She wanted to disappear.
“The gender stuff, duh. It’s interesting. It feels– really modern. Science fiction type stuff.“