jonthysell
Synopsis
Aman:
A short adventure of the Guardmouse Aman, set during the events of Hester and the Kookaburra King.
Trump:
A bio-tech adaptation of the John Henry folk legend.
Excerpt
Aman:
The mouse dodged the awkward blow, as he expected. They were always faster, but he could endure. The swings that looked mighty to them were as the swatting of fleas. Let them think they could outpace him, outthink him, outfight him. He wasn't just a lump of muscle; this was his life, tip to tail.
Let them play at war.
Trump:
"You've heard the rumors," Pate said. "What do-"
A small light blipped on the desk, and Tom flicked it with his finger. "Here," he said.
"We've picked up the Notrump's transponder signal," a voice said. "They're requesting permission to dock." Tom eyed Pate.
"Permission granted," he said.
"Roger that," the voice said. "Docking to hangar three, ETA eleven minutes." The light on the desk winked out.
"Just relax," Tom said. "Inspectors come and inspectors go. You run a tight operation here."
"Tell that to the company," Pate said. Tom shrugged, and Pate returned to his graphs. "You don't have to deal with those fuckers. You lose an ounce of ore, they're on you like... shit. Fuck. I don't know."
"Eloquent," Tom said. "You want my advice, just don't be yourself."
"Fuck you."
