Originally posted on Patreon in Nov 2019 and part of the Great Patreon Crossposting to WordPress.
Thank you to Cal for naming & helping me name the magical schools.
If there were two things America had plenty of, people would say, it was space, space and magic.
(and money, most people would add, and then, muttering, “and luck.”)
“What are you doing this weekend? I know we’ve got to study for runes and magical substances, and I have an essay on the Theory of Magic due, but—”
“Skycross game against Merriweather Academy.”
“Yeah, that. Well, I guess I can study in the intermissions. How’re you doing on that splatter-shield spell?”
“That’s senior-year work and you know it is!…. all right, fine. It’s functional about 75% of the time and it doesn’t drain my energy anymore, pulls it from temperature changes.” Continue reading
Originally posted on Patreon in November 2018 and part of the Great Patreon Crossposting to WordPress.
There was generally nothing Cara was afraid of. She had lived through sentient roses and non-sentient grape-girls; she had lived through Smart Bombs and dumb scientists and pretty much everything in between. She could look someone who was going to turn out to be a mad scientist in the eye and smile, because when it all went down, Cara would still be here and the scientist – whether in many pieces or still just the one – would probably not.
Cara wasn’t scared of much of anything. Except the Repair Team.
They came striding through the Facility, their outfits smooth and black and altogether too tidy. The Repair Team never had anything out of place. Cara would hate them. She would hate them *later*; right now she and Alex were hurrying towards Liam while trying to look like nothing was out of place at all.
“Boss-” Alex asked. It was his turn to ask this week.
Liam didn’t take his eyes off the Repair Team. “Not us this time.” Continue reading