Okay, here I’m going to show you how an earring can go wrong. Not badly, but….
“You said you’d protect me.” Yin’s fingers caught her skirt again. “Is it okay…?”
Oh. “Part of protecting your partners is making sure they can protect themselves,” Hei told her. Continue reading
Still going in order as written, and rearranging on Archive Of Our Own in series chronological order as I go. Continue reading
Mao flicked an ear. “You’re a head doctor here. Your time to work on unusual cases will be limited. Continue reading
“Uh.” Huang was eyeing him like a flash-bang that’d gone fzzt. “Doc. I got what I’ve seen with my own eyes and a hell of a lot of dead enemies that says he is a Contractor.” Continue reading
Tried to come up with a color combo that would go well with the blue iris beads on the edge.
Ishida’s hand on his head was warm and impersonal; contact, without being intrusive. It could be worse.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Wait. Just like setting up a target. Continue reading
“Just Mao works,” the cat sniffed. “I’m more used to that than my old name, anyway.” He leaned against Yin’s head. “Scan away.” Continue reading
Once more, with better light!
“Contracts have a price.” But I never did, and I never knew why…. “Use your power, you have to pay. Some of us eat flowers. Some write poetry. Some have to break their own fingers. Some… are worse.” Hei shrugged. Continue reading