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Nocturban #1

The cold night rain looked almost luminescent in the blinking lights from the neon signs above the bar.
Inspector Joden was watching the entrance to the bar from the other side of the street. He was hiding under his hat, shoulders up under his ears, not from the suspected but from the rain. At least he tried to.
Freezing and soaking wet to his skin he decided to abandon his post when a cloaked shadow entered the bar. It happened almost too fast to be seen. But Joden knew what he was looking for.

‘You know what the problem with this town is?’ He thought to himself as he crossed the street and unsecured his gun. ‘It has too many god damned heroes.’

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Urban fantasy gardening

A woman wearing an umbrella hat was watering her balloon lilies when suddenly she encountered a tiny thumb soldier hiding among her flowers.
‘Oh!’ She exclaimed and raised her eyebrows in surprise.
“I’m just on patrol, ma’am.’ The soldier excused. ‘Guarding the area from moles.’
‘How awfully nice of you!’
‘Just doing my duty, ma’am.’

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Chapter 7: Not a confrontational type

Mike Williams series: A courtroom drama in space

Mike Williams had always been afraid of conflicts. Whenever the clouds for an argument started to gather he was the first to leave the room. Growing up, his two big sisters and father had always loved discussions in a very aggressive way. They would discuss any subject just for the sport of it, and they still did.
Mike would usually withdraw to the kitchen and help his mother. He often brought homegrown vegetables or herbs for her and together they would clean them up in a comforting silence.

One evening the whole family was gathered for dinner, Mike was the only one of the siblings still living at home but his sisters were both visiting. His father made a rather unfunny homophobic joke and to everyone’s surprise, Mike raised his voice. In some very well articulated points, he put his father in place. They were all baffled, not with Mike’s opinions, but that he had had one at all. Mike was the most surprised of them.

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Chapter 6: Not a screen-friendly look

Mike Williams series: A courtroom drama in space

Mike Williams hated to watch himself on video. His voice sounded strange and his face always had weird proportions on a screen.
As a kid, he always hid whenever his mom decided to pull out the video camera and record whatever he was doing. They had several videos from birthdays just showing Mike running out of the room and hiding in a closet.
Lately, his mother had insisted on video-calling him and he just couldn’t stop looking at his own face in the corner of the screen. All bloated and chinny.

Luckily, sitting in the stand Mike had his back against the giant screen showing his face. The last thing he wanted was to throw up in front of the entire United Galaxy Council. Again. Unfortunately, he couldn’t stop staring at the countless legs on prosecutor Nai’zest Qalong, and they somehow made his stomach turn.

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