By David C. Daoust Colin had forgotten himself. He moved with such speed of thought, that there seemed to be no time for any conscious consideration for what he was or even what he was doing– only that which he had set himself out to do. And what he’d set out to do– was the…
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By David C. Daoust “Gordon?” the male voice said, a look of complete astonishment crossed his face. “Ha!” Gordon said, then, innocently, launched into some bullshit, “Mitch! Buddy? What in the world are you doing here?” The male voice belonged to the human form of Mitch, aka Mighty Mitch- who was in reality a bot…
By David C. Daoust “That there has a kick to it,” is what Gordon had jovially said to Mitch as he slid the drink, that matched his own, across the bar to him. Mitch, at the time, was in a normal human form. One he used for his day to day activities aboard the Crucible….