Category Archives: Corra

Chapter 7 Bonus: Friendly Advice

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“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me this sooner,” Corra exclaimed as she paced her Dionysian quarters for what would probably be the last time. She was set to leave on the Beacon in just a few hours. She’d come over to the Dionysian to say goodbye and maybe ask Leta for one of her miraculous hangover cures, but all her concerns about that had faded instantly when her friend had shared some news of her own.

“It only happened last night,” Leta put in quietly, sitting on the edge of Corra’s bed, looking a little flushed. Continue reading →

Chapter 2 Bonus: Blame

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Corra wasn’t sure what she hoped to accomplish by confronting Desophyles, but as soon as the group in the cargo bay disbanded, she marched straight to the Beacon. After all the times she’d been down there over the past month, finding the brig through the winding halls of the great Satieran frigate had become second nature to her. And just as the trip was predictable, so was the scene she found at the destination.

Dez sat quietly on the bench in his cell, lit by the dim blue translucent barrier that surrounded him. He glanced up with the same familiar empty stare when Corra’s feet hit the floor. He said nothing. Continue reading →

Transcript 072961

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INTERCOMM Ship Connection Active: Crew Deck 001 outgoing. Command Deck B incoming. Transcript Begin.

001: Cy-cy? Psst. You Awake?

CDB: C–Corra? What time is it?

001: I don’t know. Late.

CDB: Then why are you calling me?

001: Because I thought coming into your quarters while you were asleep would be rude.

CDB: …A fair point. What’s the matter? Continue reading →

March 15th Armory Organization

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LOGS active. User logged in: Corra. Console: Armory. Transcript begins.

User1: Alright, future Corra, you know I hate doing this, but I’m doing it for you. Oh, ehm, title file March 15th Armory Organization. That’s kind of a stupid name. Oh well, you’ll know what it means. So. Let’s start with the pistol section, shall we? Yes, we shall. I must sound like an idiot in here, talking to myself. I guess I’m talking to a console. But…that’s not much better is it? Hah. Ha. Anyway. Right, pistols. Or maybe we should start with the rifles. Since there’s less. Ugh, I don’t know. I should just start this over again, shouldn’t I? Now that I’ve botched it with the whole beginning just rambling on and on and on. Yeah I’ll just start a new one–

[knocking]

User1: Hm? Come in!

[muffled noises]

User1: Cy-cy! Hey. Come on in, I’m just talking to a console. Continue reading →