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By David C. Daoust It was not that Olivia did not hear the young girl’s instruction; it was just that the much older woman saw a better way. Granted, it put Olivia in a position that overextended her into…
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By David C. Daoust The idea was sound, even if Ratchet wasn’t actually able to implement it himself. Since they could not seem to free the Crawler from the Drone that high-jacked it, then maybe they could just take control…
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By David C. Daoust Ratchet had not seen hide nor hair of Craiden, Vincent, or his Aunt Mari. With all that had happened after the drone raid, no one had the chance to sit down and discuss it. It’s been…
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By David C. Daoust It’s been a very confusing day for Ratchet Haul. A day full of chaos and worry, being dragged through the desert by a force unknown- at least, for most of the experience, it was a force…
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By David C. Daoust ‘Learn something new every day’, Hugo thought as he read through the scans that projected before his eyes. It was a holographic depiction of Harper’s skull, with small indicators highlighting what was wrong. Small squares…
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By David C. Daoust Ratchet’s arm took the brunt of the fall. Sliding across the floor was almost fun, if it wasn’t for the massive armored drone leg that abruptly stopped him. He could feel the bump form…
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By David C. Daoust The sandcrawler was solidly built. Built to last, one might say. Harper found the terminal, her head just bounced off, especially built to last. Everything went black for a moment. The pain shot…