Category Archives: Part 2 Bonus
Chapter 5 Bonus: Memories
The ship halls lay quiet and sleepy when Leta finally decided to make her move. Fiearius had been asleep for hours in the infirmary — of course — and most of the crew had turned in early, too. Which was her cue.
Chapter 4 Bonus: Elsa
Finn had made this walk a thousand times before in his life. It was funny how his feet carried him through the campus so easily when he hadn’t set foot here in years. Of course, this time he wasn’t headed to his quarters, Elsa’s quarters, nor his hangar, nor the Aeronautics Research Center.
Automatically, without thinking, he dropped his cashed cigarette to the ground before he reached the main gates. There were some instincts he could not quell, and respect for this place was one of them. Continue reading
Chapter 3 Bonus: Okay
Considering how tumultuous the first leg of the trip to Carthis had been, Cyrus was more than just relieved to set foot on solid ground once more. Even if that solid ground happened to be covered in snow and ice and a terrible chill his desert-born bones weren’t used to.
Even if he was partial to winter weather, though, there were far too many things calling for his attention to stay ashore for long. His little stunt with the Beacon’s engine had done some considerable damage he was going to need at least a few days to fix. The Dionysian was still running on fumes without a credit in sight. And the crew, they were shaken, confused, and possibly in danger if any of the Carthian authorities found out what ship they were aboard.
But all of those things would have to wait because one thing called out to him louder than the rest. Literally.
Chapter 2 Bonus: Blame
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






