Well, time to see how they can address these problems...     Chapter 8.      "You're leaving?" A sharp stab of guilt made Steve wince. "Yeah. I'm sorry, guys. I'll really miss our games, getting together to hang out, all of that." Dex looked particularly shellshocked by the sudden announcement, which only made it worse. His parents aren't bad, but they just aren't on his wavelength, and I'm one of the few people that really gets along with him. Anne, on the other hand, looked excited. "You've gotten another [ Continue reading... ]

Steve had confronted Silvertail with a very new wrinkle in this little charade they're going to play... -----     Chapter 7.      Steve had to admit there was a vast satisfaction in seeing the patrician features of Varatraine nee Silvertail go slack-jawed with shock. "Er . . . I beg your pardon?" I need something to keep my mind off the other issues. This conversation hasn't fixed them, just . . . temporarily reduced my panic mode. "You haven't thought this part through, Silvertail. Oh, if it's easier for you, you can pop [ Continue reading... ]

Steve had a rather momentous decision to make... ----     Chapter 4.      The white rat's warning hadn't faded from Steve's mind in the last few days. Though Silvertail hadn't said anything about it since, Steve knew that the one-week deadline was already pushing what Silvertail thought was safe. But there were still questions . . . over and above the ones he'd already been wrestling with. With a sigh, Steve dumped his laundry basket out on the bed before speaking. "Silvertail, I've got another question—one that's been [ Continue reading... ]

Steve was about to have visitors...   -----     Chapter 3.      "Hey, he's kawaii, Steve!" Silvertail held himself still as Richard Dexter Armitage reached out a finger to gently stroke his white fur. Kawaii? Japanese quoted in reference to anime, obviously. Not surprising that Mr. Russ' friends have similar tastes. He had already noted the multiple posters of science fiction and fantasy shows of all types, reinforcing his impression of Stephen Russ—along with a wall case filled with weapons ranging from the mundane [ Continue reading... ]