4 – JC 2 (2/2)

The room beyond the door was simply a windowless trapezoid with the same grey walls that reminded him of finished cement, the same somewhat padded floor. To one side was a toilet with a sink next to it, a roll of toilet paper suspended under the latter, and a narrow full-length mirror next to that apparently set into the wall; there was, literally, nothing else in the room. He took a deep breath, faced the mirror directly, and made himself actually look.

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4 – JC 2 (1/2)

“Wake.” The command echoed through JC’s entire body and jerked him back to consciousness with uncomfortable abruptness. Firm, though not hard, surface underneath… but that was barely the beginning of what felt wrong. He sat up, or tried to: his wrists refused to separate from one another, and his ankles likewise; he felt completely off balance, weight and proportions distributed all wrong. He could hear motion around him, and struggled to his knees so he could look. The light level was higher than before, still not quite daylight levels but enough to allow him to see clearly.

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3 – JC

Rumbling thunder drowned out the rattle of dice on the tabletop. “Fourteen,” Kurt said, waited, then prompted, “Yo, Earth to JC? Did I hit the thing or not?” JC blinked, forced his attention back to the game, and hastily checked his notes. After all, it was only a storm, the thunder was only electrical discharge. Not the snarl of some cosmic animal, no matter how much it sounded like it. “Um, sorry, yeah. You swing at it, it blocks with its buckler but your sword skids off the metal rim and hits it across the chest. Roll for damage.” Lightning…

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2 – Erica, Alison, Theo

Erica leaned back in her canvas chair, bracing her feet up on the rim of one of the heavy ceramic planters that filled her balcony. There was barely enough room for two chairs among the greenery, but that was the way she liked it. For just her, it was perfect, actually: she didn’t need much space for stretching her legs when her height had never quite made it to five feet. Around people, she’d learned to ignore looks and behind-her-back comments about her lack of height and substantial weight. The other secretaries and the techs in the office where she…

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1 – Zach, Suzi, Des – Midnight

Zach looked down at the blonde head resting against his shoulder, and gently brushed a straying lock of hair back, a few white strands glinting in the TV’s light. He’d felt Heather gradually relaxing through the movie. Not much surprise that she’d fallen asleep. He didn’t take it personally. Her job as a business consultant was sometimes demanding and draining and could involve difficult people. Some days she came home from work exhausted but still so wound up that she flitted around the house doing twenty jobs at once, vibrating with manic energy. His job, as he saw it, was…

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