Topher Lydon
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it is definitely one of those mornings. I actually own a coffee carafe and am using it this morning so that's very accurate... just not so much the cigarettes... though I have a croissant... Been a little unwell this past weekend, so trying to catch up on my laziness. Working on Coyote Steals the Sun, Charlie's Been Stolen, and an unnamed project all about two boys being blackmailed into being a shipped couple that really needs a name... suggestions welcome.
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This chapter is a little of a relic, to be honest. It was supposed to be his first realization, but as the story evolved, and edits went through, I had to go back and write to make Andrew a little less of a blind muppet so the first half of the chapter has some of those... residual moments. I still feel the burn notice was in order, so I left it in and tried to hammer the bend fender into shape... forgive the rough edges on it. i might give it another pass when I have more time. But as it was I only had half an hour to edit this morning as I woke up late and (insert more excuses here)
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Hands down, one of my favourite chapters
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Chapter Seventeen WORLD END: T-minus 110 days, 10 hours, and 00 minutes CSIS Secure Logistics Facility, Ottawa, Ontario. Operational Medical Bay. The secure logistics facility—a vast, concrete hangar repurposed for military transport—was silent save for the sharp, rhythmic BEEP-BEEP-BEEP of hospital monitors. A corner of the hangar had been partitioned into a temporary, sterile medical bay. The air, thick with the chemical scent of disinfectant, was a clean, cold contrast to
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Kenny and Alex have this fun dynamic, the bickering but ultimately loyal pairing. They hate working together, but Brian and Steve glue them in place. Two types of Order, Kenny's cautious and Alex's pragmatic that often clash. I also enjoy Alex's total lack of awareness to poor Kenny running 3km and back, up and own a hill, while demanding detailed technical input on the fly. He's ... a jackass sometimes, and the fact that Kenny isn't afraid to call him on that is great fun.
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Dmytro and West in the next book, epic team up. Pierre Thorne, the Crown prince on the rise, Jane died to hide that name, now Andrew has it, Bastard son for Bastard son, it should be interesting to see how this battle goes
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Chapter 7: The Sabotage The cold was absolute, a bitter, chemical bite that scraped the skin. Alex stood alone on the Otter’s foredeck. The vehicle was silent, its Ghost Mode electric drive having delivered him to the base of the Dam. The hull of the Brisay Dam rose above him, a colossal, featureless wall of concrete and black steel that vanished into the bruised twilight sky. The water below was a churning, black void, hungry and lethal. The Otter’s electric motor retreated silently
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Understood.
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TBH I hadn't really thought on it beyond ti seemed to make more sense to get in and out as quietly as possible.
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Chapter Sixteen WORLD END: T-minus 110 days, 15 hours, and 00 minutes Alberta Foothills, High-Risk Containment Zone. Near The Community Compound. Deep Winter. The air inside the Canadian Armed Forces CC-130J Super Hercules transport plane was a vibration of dull grey fatigue and high-octane logistics. The massive cargo bay, usually packed with pallets and vehicles, was dominated by a single, tightly secured load: a four-man operational team, encased in specialized tactic
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I also quite enjoy his reaction to his "New" and "improved" son... total upgrade, complete with a Giraffe T-shirt
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Chapter 6: The Pomeranian and The Plan The room was a stark, concrete shoebox of a maintenance room, repurposed as a holding cell deep within the Brisay Dam complex. The only furniture was a single, rusted bench and the smell was a stale mix of ozone, damp concrete, and fear. Steve Hickey, ever the chaos agent, was pacing the short length of the room, his shock finally burning off and replaced by a thin, frantic bravado. "Okay, so when this dude—this 'Wolf'—comes in, we stick to the sto
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My friend, I wish I had your ability to select just the perfect gif per chapter, you have a talent
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To be fair: 1 x experimental ASAT missile 1x F-22 Raptor are rather an expensive favour to buy Sarah's opportunity to kidnap a mildly stoned Furniture Salesman
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out of them all, no one fit the Order better.
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Chapter Fifteen WORLD END: T-minus 111 days, 0 hours, and 15 minutes The MUMBAI Store, Bayshore Shopping Centre, Ottawa. Ned Sanderson leaned a handsome shoulder against a wall of aggressively-priced, distressed-wood shelves. The air in the MUMBAI Store was thick with the scent of cheap varnish and the cloying synthetic perfume they pumped through the ventilation system—the smell of Always on Sale. His shift felt like it was moving at the speed of the fake brass clock mounted pre
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I remember seeing a concept of this Drone waaaaaaaaaaaaay back when I was working in Russia. Basically it was a field gun, attached to a massive heavy lift drone, it could be deployed from two freight trucks, and deployed with rapid speed, providing heavy CAS capability from almost anywhere, typically from behind enemy lines. Terrifying thing. I figured let's repurpose it and give it to Yani and give the Order a spanking with it.
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Yeah, they also have to deal with an even greater threat, they just put a bored, hyper genius, and a pastry chef inside their defenses...
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