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Epilogue: A Funny Way To Look At the Past

Epilogue: A funny way to look at the past Rejita’s Palace, 10 years after the end of the Sh’ra war Rejita, the tough, Daedalian who to many was known as Red looked down through the sights of her old rifle. Despite being busy as of recent, it had been awhile since she used her trusty blaster rifle. She missed using it regularly, but that didn't mean she had become rusty as she compensated for her newest target. It was a good deal away, but Red’s aim was true. With the squeeze of the trigger, a low shriek was heard as the iron target was hit half an inch from the center. There was some commotion in the surrounding buildings,

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Getting something related to traction, but isn't traction just yet. Still, I appreciate everything that's gotten done in my short time so far, along with who did it. Don't want it to get forgotten, and definitely check em out.

Epilogue: A Funny Way To Look At the Past by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Epilogue: A Funny Way To Look At the Past

Red's Homecoming 17-17 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 17-17

Sometime later as night was about to become morning Red waited in the room of the jail for the now free Malisha to be brought to her. Treasor was dutifully standing guard outside. Eventually the door opened and Malisha entered the room uncuffed, but followed by guardsmen handpicked by Treasor. She glanced down, not having the heart to look Rejita in the eyes. “Leave us,” Rejita ordered. The guardsmen nodded before filing out behind Treasor. He shot Red a nod, trusting her as Malisha was in front of her. “Malisha,” she started, before she knelt down. “I am so sorry. You were innocent, we caught the real traitor.

Red's Homecoming 16 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 16

Red and Treasor saw their attacker doped up, and grumbling. Nearby, a Daedalian scribe was doing her best to write down every detail of the drugged stupor on a datapad. “Will we ever find out who he is,” Red asked. Gamock was on scene with the hospital staff, “He said his name was Raithlo, while in a stupor. We checked the name. Guy’s a merc of some kind with a pretty long rap sheet, he’s on Alliance’s most wanted list. Never heard of him during the war, but there were some tribal brands on his back… well, where there wasn’t scar tissue. Couldn’t place them, but it is our writing. We can

Red's Homecoming 15 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 15

Red was still fuming at the sneaky trial that had seemed so real as she met Treasor in her room. He had been in some kind of meditation before turning when she entered. “Ah Red, how did the meal go?” “Fine, until they decided to test our ability to react to a crisis in the stupidest way possible,” she grumbled. “What brings you here?” She looked around uneasily. Treasor could tell she didn’t want to talk about what had occured and continued to his topics. “I had information to share… and I thought maybe I could help you relax if things are tough,” he said standing up to check on R

Red's Homecoming 14 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 14

“Oh, good thinking,” were Arlon's first words to Red, seeing her dressed for a hunt. “One of my men, Grrerr, did not report today. Wasn't at his home either. He had the run of Rhys's place last week. If you think Malisha’s evidence was planted… he deserves an earful from me either way.” “What are we doing out here,” Red asked. “He worked as a scout in the war. Good soldier, though he was not a fan of politicians at all. Still isn't. Anyways, if he's not home, I'm thinking he's where he feels natural. I think you feel natural exploring the possibility of being killed or captured but̷

Red's Homecoming 13 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 13

None were the wiser to what had occurred amongst the scented candles. A resting Treasor was unlikely to say anything either, though he did smile wide, unable to wipe it off his face as he rested against Red’s bosom. Red lay sprawled next him also resting, she gave him a playful nibble on his ear. He was a bit embarrassed as he groaned a bit, but it was a huge step up from the last time she had done it. “You enjoy that gesture, don’t you,” he teased. “Means something different this time.” She retorted caressing his muzzle. "Good to hear, if it meant what it meant last time, I'd be insulted," he teased, gi

Red's Homecoming 11 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 11

“To the port now,” Red commanded and everyone followed. Rhys frowned the whole way. The general had clearly been trying to say something, but nothing came to him since Arlon’s comm died with the explosion. Their first face was Treasor and Arlon. As stone faced as they were, the two were reluctant to let them in. “Red, General,” Treasor sighed. Red could see an emergency vehicle being loaded. “Report,” she ordered all business as Treasor made his report. “Uh. Something set off the bomb. Luckily no one was at ground zero of the explosion. Another minute and… erm, Derror shielded Gamock an

Red's Homecoming 10 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 10

"You know, I think he likes you," The assassin mused when a bullet shot through the wrist he was holding Red with. “...what?” the Pantheurian said blankly when a second crack broke through the air, blowing a hole through his heart. Rhys was similarly shocked when a third round pierced the beast’s throat. He gurgled some blood that welled in his mouth, staining his teeth as the assassin dropped to the floor leaving Red. "Good shot," an aged Daedalian voice rang out, Rhys recognizing it as his one-eyed bodyguard, Arlon. "I think I killed him too quickly," came out next in Treasor's disgruntled voice, though Red could tell i

Red's Homecoming 9 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 9

Red slipped through the streets and out of the city unnoticed, which was a task in it’s own right. Soon she was at the edge of the jungle with the ruins of an old watchtower that had crumbled long ago. Red was dressed in traditional Daedalian training robes, her only weapon was her Daedalian blade. She hadn’t even brought her dagger as a backup. She’d had the idea to come as early as possible to check for treachery. Red sniffed the air and put an ear to the ground, listening. She found Rhys on his knees, dressed in training garb as well, meditating not far from where her search pattern led. He was in deep thought, his blade

Red's Homecoming 8 by MercenaryBlade, literature

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Red's Homecoming 8

Treasor’s lessons went well and passed the time till they were given the all clear there were no other assassins. The human was identified as an offworld gun for hire. With the challenges starting to ramp up, both Red’s guards and Rhys’s soldiers were on vigilant watch for any outsiders. The next challenge was made so it would be more subtle. There had been no word when the next phase of the trials would begin and Red found herself curious as to who was behind the rash of attacks. Her mind kept going to Rhys and his followers as eliminating her definitely would be in their advantage. She recalled the offer for a private cha

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