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    The Watchtower of Rustoria: The Chronicles of Omicron, #2
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    The Chronicles of Omicron Series

    By Ash Gray

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    About this series

    Omicron is a planet where the humans are the invading aliens. Rigg is a native of Omicron, a shape-shifter and the youngest member of the Keymasters, a band of professional thieves who use their skills to defy an overbearing government known as the Hand. When the Keymasters find themselves on the run after a failed job, they must battle their way through mechanical monsters, airships, politics . . . and the throes of new love.   

     

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    Rigg pressed her back against a tree and closed her eyes, wishing she could have died in a less humiliating way. She supposed it could have been worse: the frog could have been a cute mechanical bunny. 

    --
    Lisa's head was tilted back and she was staring at the wall with her mouth open.

    "It's . . . beautiful," she whispered. 

    "It's graffiti," Rigg said flatly.

    Lisa shook her head in awe. "And it's beautiful." 

    Rigg peered up at the wall. "Huh?"

    --
    Rigg laughed softly at Lisa's deadpan joke, but she halted when she noticed the back of Lisa's neck: the factory number had been shaved away, roughly and angrily. Frowning in confusion, Rigg gently rubbed her fingers over the scrape, and Lisa flinched as if it hurt.

    "I-I filed it off while you were gone," Lisa admitted. "So that no one could have power over me ever again. Daisy helped me. Her number is filed away, too."

    "If someone saw this, you could be scrapped," Rigg said anxiously

    "I know," was the soft reply. "I believe freedom is worth that risk."

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAsh Gray
    Release dateMar 22, 2019
    The Watchtower of Rustoria: The Chronicles of Omicron, #2

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      The Watchtower of Rustoria: The Chronicles of Omicron, #2

      Ash Gray
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      Omicron is a planet where the humans are the invading aliens. Corin is a native of Omicron, an aquatic assassin with a fantastical water version of asthma. She could be in the middle of ending a target only to wake up minutes later, having fainted. When she is sent on her final contract, she discovers it is quite possibly the biggest contract of her life: to assassinate every elite member of the Hand. Joining her are an ancient graffiti-covered robot, a know-it-all little girl, and a brilliant mechanist with mechanical legs . . . who just might be the new love in her life. Quotes: Corin knew that, to the child, she probably looked tall and sinister, a masked stranger in black with cold and distant eyes, gloves dripping with blood. She didn't feel very sinister, though. In fact, she could really go for a corndog. - "I think she liked you," went on Yardley. "When you came back, she got all shy again and wouldn't look up. I was hoping you'd kiss her." "Kiss her?" repeated Corin in disgust. "Why?" "Well, you saved her," Yardley said in exasperation. "When people get saved in stories, they always kiss their rescuer. It's romantic." "This isn't a story," Corin said flatly, "and there's nothing romantic about getting beat up and robbed." - "One has to wonder what you do with all those riggits anyway," said Hectra, dragging a critical eye up and down Corin's tattered plaid coat. "You don't have a lick of fashion sense, so it's not going toward clothes." She snorted. "You're the only assassin I've ever known who wears flannel and combat boots." Corin's lips tightened irritably. "You don't use a gun," went on Hectra, unperturbed, "so it's not going toward ammo. Why don't you use a gun, by the way?" "No reloading," Corin answered simply. "Ah. And I suppose a blade is easier to get through customs." -- "You ready for this?" said Theodora, coming to Corin's side as she roughly cocked her rifle. Corin thought the robot sounded a little sinister. She liked that. "Yeah," answered Corin. "What about you? Your leg was pretty messed up." "I'll get another one," said Theodora with a shrug. She paused and added in genuine delight, ". . . Thanks for the concern." Corin nodded. She thought it had to be an unhappy thing, constantly losing pieces of oneself and replacing them with pieces from other people. Then it took her a moment to realize she had just thought of robots as people, and she wondered what was happening to her. -- Xandra shook her head. "I don't understand you, Corin. Sometimes I wish I could take you apart piece by piece and maybe figure you out." "I'm not one of your machines --!" "I know. You're more god-damned beautiful than anything I've ever created," said the mechanist seriously.

      Omicron is a planet where the humans are the invading aliens. Corin is a native of Omicron, an aquatic assassin with a fantastical water version of asthma. She could be in the middle of ending a target only to wake up minutes later, having fainted. When she is sent on her final contract, she discovers it is quite possibly the biggest contract of her life: to assassinate every elite member of the Hand. Joining her are an ancient graffiti-covered robot, a know-it-all little girl, and a brilliant mechanist with mechanical legs . . . who just might be the new love in her life. Quotes: Corin knew that, to the child, she probably looked tall and sinister, a masked stranger in black with cold and distant eyes, gloves dripping with blood. She didn't feel very sinister, though. In fact, she could really go for a corndog. - "I think she liked you," went on Yardley. "When you came back, she got all shy again and wouldn't look up. I was hoping you'd kiss her." "Kiss her?" repeated Corin in disgust. "Why?" "Well, you saved her," Yardley said in exasperation. "When people get saved in stories, they always kiss their rescuer. It's romantic." "This isn't a story," Corin said flatly, "and there's nothing romantic about getting beat up and robbed." - "One has to wonder what you do with all those riggits anyway," said Hectra, dragging a critical eye up and down Corin's tattered plaid coat. "You don't have a lick of fashion sense, so it's not going toward clothes." She snorted. "You're the only assassin I've ever known who wears flannel and combat boots." Corin's lips tightened irritably. "You don't use a gun," went on Hectra, unperturbed, "so it's not going toward ammo. Why don't you use a gun, by the way?" "No reloading," Corin answered simply. "Ah. And I suppose a blade is easier to get through customs." -- "You ready for this?" said Theodora, coming to Corin's side as she roughly cocked her rifle. Corin thought the robot sounded a little sinister. She liked that. "Yeah," answered Corin. "What about you? Your leg was pretty messed up." "I'll get another one," said Theodora with a shrug. She paused and added in genuine delight, ". . . Thanks for the concern." Corin nodded. She thought it had to be an unhappy thing, constantly losing pieces of oneself and replacing them with pieces from other people. Then it took her a moment to realize she had just thought of robots as people, and she wondered what was happening to her. -- Xandra shook her head. "I don't understand you, Corin. Sometimes I wish I could take you apart piece by piece and maybe figure you out." "I'm not one of your machines --!" "I know. You're more god-damned beautiful than anything I've ever created," said the mechanist seriously.

    Author

    Ash Gray

    Ash Gray is a lesbian living in California. She writes lesfic (aka fiction for lesbians) in science fiction, fantasy, and paranormal settings.

    Read more from Ash Gray

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