Asa
Writer...Dream...Fantasy
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Carvagio had activated a screen for her to observe the training station. He might survive after all. At least in some of the less lethal pits. She pondered making her way there as well. Carvagio would protest taking the safety protocol off the training suite but perhaps he should see what he could be up against by watching her train. She would not risk the single blood enhanced or not though she didn't know why.
Carvagio thought about what he said.
Your story sounds much like Taylanna. Even among her people she was perhaps an anomaly. Most are not ready to leave the division of their birth till what humans would have called mid teens she was of a proficiency that mandated her creating her own division by age 12. Myself and the ship came into her division employ when she was 15. Now one once so sought after beloved and feared has no one... Other than myself and perhaps now you and no great cause or task. It is sad I think is the term.
Studying the weapons.
Repair blue corridor on the fourth floor and perhaps I could recreate them in a more real and permanent arrangement.
Carvagio thought about what he said.
Your story sounds much like Taylanna. Even among her people she was perhaps an anomaly. Most are not ready to leave the division of their birth till what humans would have called mid teens she was of a proficiency that mandated her creating her own division by age 12. Myself and the ship came into her division employ when she was 15. Now one once so sought after beloved and feared has no one... Other than myself and perhaps now you and no great cause or task. It is sad I think is the term.
Studying the weapons.
Repair blue corridor on the fourth floor and perhaps I could recreate them in a more real and permanent arrangement.