Lukas Tomasz Imre Whitaker: Voltaic Caucasian American of Polish Descent. Born in Dunn County, North Dakota. Birthday: October 18. Crossed L Ranch Residences: Crossed L Ranch, Main House ~ 35 mins southwest of Killdeer, North Dakota. Liebke Family Ranch, outside Łopuszna, Poland (Summers 13-14 years old). Crosswook, San Diego Foster Industries Paragon Residences. Schools: Killdeer …
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Port Hedland, Australia, Approximately Sixteen Years Ago It had been six months since she'd said yes, but he was leaving for Timor the next day. He'd wanted to get married before he left, but she'd argued that she wanted to be out of the army first, so, one last celebration before he left, a short …
Babcia, I have been thinking of you and JaJa the last few days. I didn't think I would ever miss the constant work at the ranch, especially in the fall as we all helped to drive the herds back to the lower grazing lands. But I do. I miss the smell of the coffee on …
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October 31st, 1971, Nui Dat, Vietnam "Hey, new kid, pick it up mate. Caught an emergency exfil cover. Ready pad in five." "O' my way, Sergean'." The private flipped out of the cot, quickly putting his giggle-hat on his head, slipping on his flak jacket, and finally grabbing his M82 before sprinting out of the …
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He sat carefully down on the massive leather couch in front of the 80 inch TV that apparently had the latest Motorcross race on a loop, and with one ear he listened to his daughter mutter about the third curve again and again while blaming her missing coach, a missing uncle that she didn't know …
Earth – Universe 999, December 2, 2157 Her breath pounded in her ears, seeming to echo in the helmet like the roar of a tornado. Watch for shadows that move! Hah. Jesus, she felt out of shape, and then she saw it out of the corner of her eye, twisting to her left, she fired …
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Earth – Universe 999, December 2, 2157 The fucking armored suit just stood there. She'd barely remembered how to get out of the damn thing, and she'd started to wonder how they had one that seemed a little too large for her, but seemed snug and fitted when she put it on. Until she …
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Earth – Universe 999, December 1, 2157 The smells of the canteen wiped away her train of thought, and she forgot all the questions for a moment, and her stomach growled again. The colonel smiled, and led her to a table with an odd collection of chairs, mismatched, but all comfortable, surrounding a small table. …
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EARTH - Universe 231 - May 19, 2020 The explosion shook the platform on the old base, the loudest of the indicators that the perimeter had been breached. "Go, now, or it's all been wasted. All lost. Now!" He stood at the control station, watching as the Alliance stepped into the portal. She stood by …
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We were safely ensconsced in the "sultan's" suite of rooms. We were supposed to rest, while Toradoth had slipped out of the inn to gather intelligence on how in the Fates we were going to get into the palace and meet with the rumored incarnation of Creation. Our plan was limited, get their and convince …
He blinked. Pain radiated out from the light recepters, a pain so constant, so low, that it no longer registered consciously, the blink a habit as minute fluctuations from a crewmember's screen registered out of the corner of his left eye. He breathed in, and out, the rhythym the constant focus of years of training, …
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He hit pause on the DVD, the screen: "There are people who will fight you. Stop you." "In an hour you won't want them to." Perhaps, Invasion of the Body Snatchers had been a poor choice to calm his mind, but it had always been one of his favorites. He turned the television and DVD …
Mr Tannehill, With less than three days of experience in this new world, I am not sure what education and experience will prove of most value. It is my hope that my skills and education below will be of service in some way. Second Lieutenant Nicolas Ayman Regaux, Royal Canadian Air Force Education Royal Military …
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