Kay’s voice echoed throughout the building and alarms began sounding.
“Shit, Svenka, get the goddamn door open!” Ren was frantic, pushing on the locked door.
“Stand back Ren. There’s no reason for subtlety at this point.” I raised my foot to kick the door in but she forestalled me.
“The security on this door hasn’t been compromised yet and I’d like to keep it that way.” At the same time Svenka chimed in over the mindlink. Continue reading
“Are you sure about this place Svenka? It looks a little out of control to me.” We had pulled up in front of a club that had no sign out front but still had a line around the block. The music that pulsed out of the front every time the door opened to admit some of the questionable individuals waiting outside sounded a bit like someone beating on household appliances with hammers. “Is that guy wearing a leather skirt and a gimp mask?” Continue reading
Svenka grinned, “I’m going to go and pack up a bunch of gear. Why don’t you get dressed hon? While I enjoy the view it’s not exactly travel attire.”
“I’ve got some time; we’re not leaving until after the sun sets. I think it’s in everyone’s best interest to avoid notice if at all possible.” Continue reading
Speaking of real life insanity, some of you may have noticed you aren’t reading this at UrbanFantasyFiction.com. I landed full-time employment this summer and I’ve been OMGBUSY as a result. So busy, in fact, that I just don’t have time to webmaster an additional site. (I’m currently working on three, with a possible 4th launching next year sometime.) Thus, Black Alice will be appearing here at MarciSischo.com, instead. Continue reading
“How’d I meet Ren? Oh you know, the usual.” I was totally unprepared for this question and was scrambling to come up with something. Svenka laughed, “Now I know that can’t be true. Nothing’s ever usual with Renyovalia. I’ll never … Continue reading