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Tag: PSI-2
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Ring-Ring (258|29)
Sanaam Sadiq was holding two lengths of intimidating black-and-orange extension cord in his large hands, which barely reached each other even so, and waiting for some…
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Papers, Please (256|27)
Erik was lying on the bed, under a blanket, hugging a pillow, with his head in Milo’s lap and Milo’s hand rubbing his back. Miss Mila…
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Night and Day (254|25)
The General was slightly put out that her daughter was pointing and laughing at a man with a gun, no matter how ridiculous. “Magnificent, I have…
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Gumshoes! (240|11)
Dear Cryptic Son of a Bitch, wrote Maggie. She shook her head and erased it. Dear ASSHOLE. She sighed and erased that too. They were going…
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The Stickers (238|9)
Dear Erik, wrote Maggie. We’ve been here almost seven months, and if you’ve read this far I’m just gonna assume you’re not traumatized anymore and I…
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Allegretto non Troppo (237|8)
Ann paused, blinking, and put down what she had to assume was the Arts and Leisure section of the paper. It was impossible to read, of…
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A Room with a View (234|5)
Erik sensed something wrong in a vague way, as if he’d just noticed a faint alarm bell that had been ringing in the distance for some…
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Meet the Roll-A-Dance (X-1)
“So, Erik, how old are you going to be tomorrow? Thirty? Thirty-five?” He snickered. “Twelve, Auntie Hyacinth.” She grinned at him. “Yeah, about what I figured.…
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Take a Bow (229)
Erik was standing in the front room and clutching a violin, surrounded by haphazard decorations of coloured paper, glowing magic, and Barnaby’s paint splats on the…
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Scenes from an Art Show (220)
At the Table Milo noted Polyhymnia’s husband holding one of the tiny plates near the free food and frowning. He had to assume Hector needed some…
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Hall of Reflections (219)
Mordecai Eidel, late of two wars (or at least one, plus a little terrorism) was leading this invasion from behind, with both arms spread in case…
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The Secret Garden (214)
Seth knocked on the back door and opened it slowly, so he wouldn’t hit anyone. Mordecai and Erik appeared to be involved in the construction of…
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“Da” II: Electric Dadaloo (213)
Milo had his eyes winced tightly shut. This was fine. This was really important for Calliope, and she was doing a lot of extra stuff right…
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Amputees to Watch Out For (210)
Brigadier General Glorious D’Iver put her financial surrogate, the homeless schoolteacher, on the bus with all of five sinqs of her paycheque. The rest was in…
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Emotional Support Lawyer (208)
For some reason, he found himself getting off the bus at the stop nearest Hyacinth’s house and walking the rest of the way. He had paid…
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Horrible Histories (205)
Erik’s uncle appeared in the kitchen doorway, clutching the folded newspaper. He looked left, right and then down, and gave a sigh of relief. Erik was…
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