Topher Lydon

I mean, it's already declared itself Captain of the ship

He was a man who got stuck. He never intended to become the leader of the Hegemony. He merely wanted the GN-2 Emperor out of the way for Edward to ascend. When Edward was killed he got stuck in limbo, it's funny Tripp's fate was the same as Rikard's. He was bored, waiting, trying to figure out what to do next. Stuck in the ruins of his own failure. Then along came Elias, and Lukas. And suddenly his 'passion' was reignited. This takes place in that gap between The Falcon Banner and Sigil... it's where Rikard realizes that there is something more important to him, more important than legacy. And he decides to ascend Elias and start again. Lukas's small act of rebellion, of free will, or breaking the programming and shooting his father. Something no other construct/GN has been able to do before that point. Showing him there's hope.

beware the quiet ones. They may be small, they may seem docile, but they hold fire and fury.

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Chapter 19 The air in the subterranean levels of the manufacturing district was heavy, thick with the smell of scorched ozone, sterilized coolant, and the faint, unmistakable copper tang of industrial-grade synthetic preservative. It was a smell that clawed at the back of the throat, a constant reminder of the sheer scale of the atrocity taking place above and around them. The vast, cavernous expanse of the central server node stretched out like the nave of a profane cathedral, it

Thank you, as always, to those that read these. It's a lot of work to write them, and the fact that you guys enjoy them so much is a great reward to that effort.

I enjoy the Libbet scenes, she's foul mouthed, short, and fierce. And she can defend herself. through her marriage to Julian, she gives him as much as he gives her. They make one heck of a team.

That old bedouin, and the three horses play an important role in Lost in the Sand

And Lloyd's wisdom, and lessons, save yet another person dear to him.

Wylan is the strongest of the five in that fight. It was a mistake of the Fatmids to teach him this. Good Morning

The Vanguard camp was enveloped in the heavy, velvet darkness of a Levantine night. Set back from the jagged limestone cliffs of the coast, the sprawling canvas city had finally fallen into the quiet, rhythmic breathing of a resting army. The sentries walked their perimeter routes with disciplined, muffled footsteps, their chainmail silenced with oiled leather straps. The distant, eternal crashing of the Mediterranean surf provided a low, resonant backbeat to the crackle of the dying watch fires

there, it's that or the glue factory.

We all know Tripp's been relegated to the floral chair and not allowed to watch.

You know those two are gonna be BEST FRIENDS who finish each other's sentences.

We all know the cat outranks Tripp now.

The wonderful thing about this particular time during the Crusade was that Raymond, in a power grab, declared all the old oaths broken, and this allowed him to take in all who wanted to join his army. This had the knock on effect that the same was true for Darien. (Tancred in history) Tam and Connor did everything they could to join the Vanguard and be safe. And once the vanguard began their march, Raymond's madness was forced to march behind. Darien is going to attract a lot more of the Crusaders that are abandoning Raymond's fanatics/are driven out.

Ashot, with the carrot peeler, in the mess tent stabbing anyone that makes jokes. (we all know Lloyd's making jokes)

I mean the did get the shiny gold plated Amsus Battlecruiser... and Gold is sorta yellow... yellow with an upgrade... you know Mickey has his face plastered to the viewport of the Vega Vixen, drooling jealously coveting that ship.

Tripp is a massive dork. I wanted it to feel like a spat between best friends over a dude, that kind of got out of control.

Lukas wondering what a Gremlin is.

The bed was too soft. That was the first thing Tripp noticed every morning, before he opened his eyes, before the weight of another day settled onto his chest like a concrete block. The mattress had been shipped from Earth, some luxury brand that cost more than most people made in a year. The sheets were silk, the duvet was stuffed with something that had once been alive and was now very, very soft, and the pillows were arranged in precisely the configuration that the palace staff had deter

he does carry the Kalijj family ancestral sword. Now there's a thought, Arslan would have a stroke if he knew that it was now the property of a very unrepentant street-rat