Incursion Quotes

“Come. Your future awaits.” “What kind of future hides out in the Ghost of Internets Past?” R.C.”
― Aaron Rosenberg, Incursion

“He waited, the trail of his words slowly fading away into the rocks and grass and dirt and trees all around them. Nothing”
― Aaron Rosenberg, Incursion

“Isabella just nodded. Then she shot Willy a scintillating smile that hit him as hard as a sunburst and washed over him like a sudden thundershower. The”
― Aaron Rosenberg, Incursion

“Was he actually losing it now, that he talked to himself all the time? Was all of this in his head? But he needed to talk to someone, and without anyone else around, talking to himself would have to do. At”
― Aaron Rosenberg, Incursion

“Okay,” he muttered to himself, “now if I was a brain-dead logger tromping around where I shouldn’t and getting myself shot through the throat by a bunch of angry woodland spirits, where would I be?” A”
― Aaron Rosenberg, Incursion

“Now, what can I do for you, Agent Hayes?” “It’s just R.C., thanks.” He wondered for a second if he should have business cards printed up saying that. “What”
― Aaron Rosenberg, Incursion

“He’d lugged his fair share of those exact same bags in MI, though they’d all been khaki or olive drab. But he knew the type. It was a portable weapons locker. Sure enough, when she removed a small but sturdy lock from the zippers and hauled down on them, then flung the bag open, he could see a veritable armory inside. There were handguns and submachine guns and shotguns and some sort of sniper rifle, very high-tech-looking with a folding stock and a sleek body. But there were other weapons in there as well, knives and swords and axes and clubs and even an honest-to-God crossbow. It was like Dirty Harry meets King Arthur, and all in a seedy motel room!”
― Aaron Rosenberg, Incursion