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Eight days. Eight days in a freakin' inhospitable forest being chased by some really freakin' inhospitable (if improbably hot) women with swords. And those women very clearly knew how to use those swords. He'd barely gotten out of that first little scrap with his life. Being unarmed hadn't helped, but he wasn't sure he'd have been able to take ( Read more... ) -
Milliways Room "66"
Max glances down at the small slip of paper in his hand as he reaches the door. Not because he has to, he knows what it says. Elizabeth gets straight to the point, after all. He grins and opens the door, unlocked as promised, and looks around. The room isn't quite what he would have guessed Elizabeth to have picked, but it does have a nicely ( Read more... ) -
OOM: Out by the lake
Max is bored. It's a general sort of feeling, really. Milliways is great. The booze is great, there's plenty of beautiful women to flirt with, but... there's something missing ( Read more... ) -
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Max was looking for Tavi. It was surprisingly difficult to find the legion's captain when he was doing something. Max has already been through the usual places: the wall going up at the bridge, the worryingly depleted supply depot, the stables where they were just starting to train mounted infantry ( Read more... ) -
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Max is tired. Extremely tired. He keeps his steps energetic as he moves through into his tent, but as soon as the flap closes behind him he lets his shoulders sag and tosses his helmet carelessly onto his bedroll. He knows he's been pushing too hard, drawing ruthlessly on his metalcrafting to stay awake and alert, but it's been necessary ( Read more... ) -
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Antillar Maximus stands at the far end of the Elinarch. He is the ranking officer out with the cohort on guard for a surprise attack from the Canes. They'd be beaten back, but there were a lot of them out there, and they might come again. Tavi would have been the ranking officer, but Max had finally convinced him to get some real sleep four ( Read more... )