Forge had never done well with Westernized medicine--needful tolerance was about as far as he went down that road. So it was that after almost two weeks of being trapped in medbay under the watchful eyes of the doctors, he made good his escape ( Read more... )

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Jane had taken to avoiding places again ( Read more... )

It'd been nearly a month since the mission and the gunshot wound in Kat's side still twinged. It was more the presence of the knot of scar tissue that bothered her than the fact that it hadn't healed. The doctors in the med bay had been more than skilled in making sure that she didn't get an infection and Kat had never screwed around with any ( Read more... )

Forge walked slowly down the dormitory hallway, a relatively light but awkwardly bulky looking duffel slung over one shoulder. Each step he took was punctuated by a muffled, tinny little bump of metal. He wished he'd thought to wrap his limbs in towels or something. Or maybe left them all together back in the room and just brought Bradley to them ( Read more... )

She needed to get away from people so it would figure after weeks of absolutely nothing happening, the second she needed some space the compound was buzzing with activity. She was thankful she didn’t have everyone’s voices in her head. Her own thoughts were loud enough ( Read more... )

Of course Stryker would be nowhere to be found. There was only this huge catastrophe happening. Nothing he should concern himself with. She needed a drink but she didn't feel like walking all the way to the pub if there was no guarantee they would even serve her. Betsy was still tall for her age but her face left no doubt as to her womanly status ( Read more... )

Martini threw himself at the door once again, nails scratching along the metal as he scraped his fingers over them. No one would hear him. It was the middle of the night. Stryker had decided to punish him for destroying the camp in Africa, putting him in one beyond all other for him. Solitary confinement. His fingernails had been mostly ripped off ( Read more... )

Report to the Garage at 0500 hours. A vehicle will transport you to the nearby helicopter pad, where you will be flown to the outskirts of Moscow, to a drop-off point a safe distance away from the military installation. Infiltrate the nerve centre and obtain the file 'медведь мутанта' from the database there, causing as little disruption as ( Read more... )

With everyone using the stove, the kitchen/dining room area was the only bloody room in the whole compound with any kind of warmth. The tea she brought from home but given she didn’t have the right kind of pot, kettle, or infuser she was left with a bastardized version that tasted slightly metallic ( Read more... )