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Stardust and Bloodlust pt. 4Clancy pushed himself up from the couch. “You have a fridge full of blood,” he said.
“Yes,” said Mordechai.
“What are you doing with it?” Clancy asked. “Some sort of experiment? Are covering up something? Is it, is it an emergency transfusion supply?”
Mordechai raised an eyebrow.
“I've heard of labs altering transfusion blood,” Clancy continues, “and planting it back in the hospitals, but you have none of the equipment. Is this a halfway point?” He cocked his head. “Do you sell it?”
“Really, Clancy,” Mordechai said. “You're smart and willing to believe the strangest things. You can figure it out yourself.”
Clancy gave him a look. “You want me to figure it out? Did you plan this?”
“Of course not.” Mordechai shook his head and said: “I was going to tell you, later. If I'd planned for you to find out, believe me, I would have planned it better. You root
Stardust and Bloodlust pt. 3Mordechai took two calculated steps to the left and reached out towards his colleague, Jackie. The opera dictated that the man was his brother, but Mordechai was having a hard time mustering up any warmth towards the little worm. He tried to compensate by imagining it was his actual sister sharing the stage with him, which had the added benefit that she was as dead as Jack's character was about to become, as he was leaving for the war, never to return.
Unfortunately, this was only moderately succesful, as the image of Jackie in his sister's full shirts, bodice and cap was a little odd. Jack had worn skirts before, mostly for shows, but they were usually his size and not centuries out of date. He was a big man, and Mordechai's sister would likely have been half his body mass.
Mordechai finished on an almost painfully high note and stepped away, his cloak billowing dramatically in the wind machines.
This was where Jackie would sing his confidence, reassuring the public that he'd come bac
Stardust and Bloodlust pt. 2The grand promenade of Coriolis was one of those rare areas where efficient use of space was compromised and the ceilings were higher than the bare minimum needed to keep most people from hitting their heads on ceiling-mounted pipes. Instead, it was the equivalent of three storeys high, and wide enough to accommodate actual tables set up 'outside', some complete with symbolic and completely pointless parasols.
On either side of the promenade were the station's most fashionable cafes, and a scattering of expensive shops. Overhead was the main attraction. The entire ceiling of the promenade, which was no less than three hundred metres long, was made of glass. This provided an excellent view on a gently rotating range of stars, and for a limited time every day; the earth or the sun. Mordechai avoided sun-times, on principle.
Late afternoon, station time, showed only stars. The promenade was in full business, though not particularly busy. For a good part of the station's population, the wo
Stardust and Bloodlust pt. 1Mordechai slammed into the door and was caught between the fake wood and the groupie covering his mouth with hers. There was a cough somewhere beyond her wild blonde hair. Gently, he unlatched her lips from his and pushed her head aside.
"Dismissed," he said to Adam, who was hovering near with a faint air of embarressment. The big man nodded and turned away, retreating to the apartment next door.
"Oh, baby," the girl whispered into his ear. "This is exactly what I always wanted.”
He leaned in, opting out of running a hand through her hair. It was a classic but considering the state of her butt-length mane, his hand would likely get stuck. “Let's improve that to 'beyond your wildest dreams', shall we?” he murmured and unlocked the door behind him.
The two of them tumbled into his apartment, the door swinging shut behind him. The lights brightened to a pleasant dimness, illuminating the thick red carpet, the sprawling couch and the picture window, the velvety darkness o
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