‘That’s the spirit,’ said Juliette, encouragingly. ‘Nothing ventured, nothing gained. If you experience irreversible cessation of biological function, do you want us to digitise your mind-state so that it can later be uploaded to a culturally-appropriate morphology?’ It was always sensible to check ...
Juliette spread the five fingers of her silent, small gloved hand on the wall. What do the runes mean? she asked her muse. The skin receptors on Juliette’s finger tips included powerful sensor arrays. Nanoscale spectrometers and interferometers, an open-air electron microscope, Hall effect sensors, ...
Juliette smiled with gleaming teeth at the traumatised young woman. It had been a dramatic miracle, an unmistakable transgression against the laws of nature, in service of a tedious concern — keeping the neighbours out. She laughed. Hypothesis, Juliette’s personal AI muse announced. An elegant, clip...
Juliette shook her head. “Nothing from me.” She folded her slim bare arms and with a clatter put her silver-sandled feet on the table. While waiting for the other mercenaries she devoured a beautiful, banal, Eden-red apple. She would touch none of the animal biomass. Juliette only ate meat that talk...
Five foot six inches of skinny trouble-making girl looked up with a semi-smile of surprise. The artefact which the Lady wanted was closer than Juliette had expected, within the flight range of one of the larger-bodied species of the genus corvus. From the reward which the Lady had offered, Juliette ...
Name: Juliette de Lorsage Race: post-human cyborg (distinguishable from modern sapiens only by active scan) Origin: the constellation Noctua, in the Eternal Republic Weapons: built-in directed-energy weapons
It had been some time since Bernát Bêthil, senior associate at the law offices of Coward, Coelacanth & Sallow, had reaccredited himself with his peers, and he was beginning to suffer from an uncomfortably crawling sense of dread that his standing with these persons was coming into question. To b...
I refer to my earlier post in this thread. For completeness, below is my completed UAwg form. NATIONAL INFORMATION Full (Official) Form of Nation: Xirnium, the Eternal Republic of Short Forms: Xirnium; Bright Republic Constitutional Form: Parliamentary democracy National ideology: No official nation...
‘Madam!’ announced an excited footman, interrupting Ilona z’Elanä, guest of Karlsland, while she narrated one of her many stories from her time as a lieutenant in the Army of the Association of March Shires (during which she had seen action as part of CIX Dragoon Guards Brigade in the Battles of Xyv...
‘Are you insane?!’ The question glowed accusingly on Élisabeth’s Ætherdyne bluePhone A7. She had just texted Pénélope to let her know she was going with Tariq to Landing. She did not want her girlfriend reporting her missing to campus security, the Bright Republic’s embassy and the Newly-Modelled Na...
Upon extracting his confession, Élisabeth playfully pushed Tariq, but he was too solid for the sleek, slender college girl to budge, and the harder she pushed the more she shifted about in her chair, causing her already short and close-fitting dress to rise higher and higher along her agile giggling...
‘Is that really what the say, or did you just make that up?’ Élisabeth asked Tariq, giggling. She noticed that she had been twirling her hair and to stop reached for her drink, causing her bracelets of wood and lacquer to rattle. ‘You really want to leave right now? Is it not very far?’ she asked wi...
Marriage Act 1768, No. 3, 1 Vorstôthe Bright Era MMMDXLIX High Court of Parliament of the Eternal Republic In force — Latest Version In a new translation from the original Old High Närvärynese ... Section 5 Marriageable age A person is of marriageable age if the person has attained the age of 18 ye...
When Victoria first saw him the next morning, Félix was in the kitchen, with his back to her making breakfast. He had already showered and shaved, and wore a white cotton-piqué shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, calfskin braces fastened to a pair of blue windowpane-checked wool suit tro...
At the Prime Minister’s Residence, Eléanor Sabelina zy Nelyâmnar, who had risen early this morning in preparation for the arrival of the Caldan Prime Minister, drank from a steaming hot cup of very strong coffee. The itinerary had suggested that between the hours of nine and 11 o’clock, the prime mi...
The High Court of Parliament considers slavery a breach of the peremptory norms of the international common law. Accordingly, the slave trade is ruthlessly suppressed in the Europe-Atlantic by the Newly-Modelled Navy pursuant to the Doctrine of Pax Parliamentaria. Because slavers are cowardly vermin...
The hero-city and seaport of Ingáthern, the second city of the Eternal Republic in size and the first in commercial importance, was well known throughout the Europe-Atlantic as the scene of one of the most dramatic and harrowing sieges of the Kraven Wars. Its suffering during this siege remained fre...
Allanea recommended that I apply to contribute to this roleplay.
I would be pleased to send Ilona z’Elanä, XVII baronetess of Nauzâraug, lieutenant (demobilised), fencer and maître d’escrime, boxer, horse-rider and pistol-shooter, with a select few other companions and guards.
The girls turned to look briefly at one other, each with a questioning expression. ‘Actually, I am pretty tired,’ Pénélope said, and upon voicing this concession she had to stifle a yawn. ‘And I do have classes tomorrow morning,’ she added, although she did not add that she was thinking of skipping ...
Noticing the Queen of Allanea, Ilona paused on her way towards the exit, then doubled back. ‘Forgive my interruption, Your Majesty; Marm,’ said the maître d’escrime as she greeted first Cassiopeia and then the Minister of Magic with a flashing smile and outstretched hand. ‘My privilege to know you. ...
The girls giggled again, especially when Tariq described Xirnium as exotic. ‘We’re both having such a great time,’ said Élisabeth, who was now stirring the ice in her drink with a straw. Pénélope nodded in agreement, her eyes ashine with intelligence and attention. ‘The weather is much nicer,’ she s...
The piercing grey eyes of Ilona z’Elanä, baronetess of Nauzâraug, a woman of middle age, middle height and very slender, with pale and handsome aquiline features, narrowed slowly beneath her broad forehead and slim arched brows, and she returned her walnut cordial to the tray of a conveniently passi...
The girls giggled. Asked if they were having a wonderful time, each nodded her pretty brown head. ‘Hello Tariq!’ said Élisabeth, smiling. Her English was functional, though unmistakably accented with the singsong lilt of Middle Närvärynese. ‘This is Pénélope, XXXIII Viscountess zy Valtâriel, and I'm...
As the song ended, the young ladies from Xirnium clapped, laughed and held each other the way girlfriends do. They giggled into each other’s hair and told each other things that nobody else could hear, especially not over the noise in the Club Dans Lacis. Viscountess Pénélope zy Valtâriel and Barone...
