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Flash Fiction # 460 -- Raiders/10

 Befly didn't want to believe us, but she didn't do anything to stop the crazy people, either.  That was good.  We just didn't have time to go through all the explanations in any detail."Have you had contact with your admin in the last couple of days?""No," she admitted and went with me to the fighter.    "But you can't have come here knowing --""Didn't think it would be this far gone already," I

Flash Fiction # 459 -- Raiders/9

 Brick had started looking frightened, but a moment later, his eyes narrowed, and anger took the place of fear.  I was glad to see it.  He could prove to be a formidable barrier against trouble, besides a guide to whom we might trust.I wanted more time."Krisin?" I said.He looked at me and shook his head.  "Do something crazy and brilliant.  I'll do what I can to keep things from blowing up.""

Flash Fiction 458 -- Raiders/8

 Lisel moved faster.  He didn't even extend his claws -- just reached over to Brick and pulled the small laser pistol from the man's hand.  It might not have worked if Brick hadn't been so confused and upset."We are not the enemy," Lisel said.  "We're stuck here with you.""I don't know that.  Your ship might be out there, waiting.""I wish -- I hope -- it is," I said.  Brick frowned.  "Look, if we

Flash Fiction # 457 -- Raiders/7

  We followed the curve of the corridor.  I saw some children playing in an open area, which made my heart pound worse.  What the hell could we do?Just keep going.  We were almost to the admin section.  I could see the sealed doors ahead.  No guards were standing around to keep us out, either, but the door was closed and locked.I tried the buzzer a couple times and snarled when no one even

Flash Fiction # 456 -- Raiders/6

 Lisel jogged up to join us and gave us a quick nod.  "Thank you.  We are so few, you see -- and if we can also save more of your people --"I put a hand on Lisel's arm.  "We'll do what we can.""They were hiding in fear," he said.  "People helped, but there are those here who think they run the station.""Bully boys," Krisin snarled.  "What about local authorities?""From what I can tell, the

Flash Fiction # 455 -- Raiders/5

 I couldn't see the bay door where we took on supplies.  The Catchin were all taller than me.  However, they were moved ahead at a steady pace, and while we were drawing a few stares, no one seemed anxious to get in the way and start trouble.Wise.  Catchin were fierce when provoked, and Catchin with children -- yeah, I wouldn't cross them.  We had a few watching closely, though.  I noted that

Flash Fiction # 454 -- Raiders/4

 "What we know isn't for the furless," a woman said as she strode forward.  I had rarely seen a Catchin female, and this one looked as though she ruled this corner of the station."Then we'll go," I said.  I didn't like standing here, and it couldn't be safe.  I took a step back.  So did Krisin, who looked -- well, not afraid, but more worried than usual."Be still," the woman ordered.I wasn't sure

Flash Fiction # 453 -- Raiders/3

 I don't like stations.  Have I mentioned that before?  Everything echoes oddly through the circles and corridors.  Unlike a ship, the sounds in the open bay area bounced and circled, and I could not make out one voice from the other or what they said.  Cold, too.  Some of it was in my brain because I knew what a thin layer of metal between me and the vast, deadly universe beyond.  It was no less

Flash Fiction # 454 -- Raiders/3

 I don't like stations.  Have I mentioned that before?  Everything echoes oddly through the circles and corridors.  Unlike a ship, the sounds in the open bay area bounced and circled, and I could not make out one voice from the other or what they said.  Cold, too.  Some of it was in my brain because I knew what a thin layer of metal between me and the vast, deadly universe beyond.  It was no less

Flash Fiction # 452 -- Raiders/2

 Our fighter sat off to the side, ready to slip out into battle at any time.  The others must have thought we were heading out, but Krisin took us to the back.  He opened the engine compartment and pulled out his pocketcomp."I think the problem is in a set of relays," he said, just loud enough that a couple people nearby heard.  "I'll have to get some techs in to help out."Everyone in the area