Finding a Lightswitch
The first thing Rachel noticed when she stepped through the pod bay doors was a few dust motes dancing in the thin beam of her flashlight. The dust should not…
Ford Dent
22 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Preparations
There was a dull thud as Rachel’s ship made contact with the escape pod hatch and figured out which method of entry to use. Rachel noted with some annoyance…
A Needle in Search of a Haystack
It had been two days by Dabrose’s count since he’d last been shot at, which meant by now word had undoubtedly come down from on high that he was an enemy of…
Knock Knock
Finding a usable entryway on a ship the size of a small city when your own ship is the size of an RV is deceptively difficult. Rachel’s ship was made to work…
The Bonds of Sisterly Affection
Acalle’s mouth made a thin, highly disapproving, line. “Your confidence in the skills of your...companion notwithstanding, I hardly think his failure to kill…
Parting Ways
Her Highness the Princess of Qerradith, first and last daughter of Her Royal Majesty, Queen of the Realm, first in line of succession by birthright, and…
That Old Chestnut
To my surprise, Green actually stops advancing. He seems to be considering the merits of allowing me to talk. I recalculate the odds of appealing to his reason…
Monsters and the Fighting Thereof
“You really want to do this? It’s not exactly what I’d call a good life decision, son, and I’ll tell you why.” His voice echoed in the alleyway, bouncing off…
Running Dark
The first thing any smart pilot does when a proximity alert goes off is reduce speed to give themselves time to maneuver around whatever the obstacle happens…
Stay or Go?
“Holes? No, I suspect if there were holes in this cloak there would be holes in me as well, and then we’d have a serious problem on our hands. The Princess…
The Void's Driftwood
The ship hung like a dead thing in space, devoid of any signs of life beyond the guttering glow of running lights that were in the process of losing power. It…
Shoot the Messenger
The rain was unceasing, and Dabrose’s cloak, though made of oil cloth, could only do so much. It made him uncomfortable, or at least more uncomfortable than he…
It's Great to be Alive
It took several hours for the young man to wake up. With a jerk he realized that he had, obviously, been tended to by the very man he’d come to beg help of…
Embellished, Somewhat
“It’s not an embellishment, it’s an accurate representation of the events of the previous evening!” Eloise brushed a speck of dirt off of a shirt that no…
Another Tactic
Green advances on me with a decidedly menacing air. He’s got a knife in one hand, and while I’m not sure what he expects to do with the damned thing I can’t…
End of the World and all that
It came on slowly, he could give it that much. Watching from his front porch as the sky turned a sickening shade of green, the sea churning, the wind howling…
In Which Vomit is Discussed Somewhat
Edward sniffed. “That could be anybody’s vomit. I certainly am not willing to accept ownership just now.” “Well I certainly didn’t do it. And the rat doesn’t…
Social Life
The doctor throws back his head and roars with laughter. “I see they’ve programmed you with a rather sophisticated sense of humor, too.” This was not quite the…
In Which Edward Meets Eloise
“Oh, it’s you.” Spoken like someone was discussing the weather. Edward suppressed the urge to shriek girlishly and back into the wall, settling for the old…
In Which Edward Wakes Up
The first thing that Edward noticed about the cell in which he so abruptly found himself was that he wasn’t alone. There was another occupant of the cell, and…