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FE9: Got Religion? Or...Pt 2Got Religion? Or Got Alcohol? Pt. 2FE9: Got Religion? Or...Pt 2 by ashleymnolan
Inara and Nandi practiced their latest sheet music for their biwas.
"I need to grow my nails longer," Nandi sighed. "The strings are still hitting the flesh on my fingers."
"Are you sure you're curving your fingers enough?"
Nandi laughed. "Probably not. It's not my forte."
The beads to their quarters rattled, indicating someone was entering.
"Hello?" Inara called out.
"Jasmyne!" Inara said gleefully, setting aside her instrument in order to embrace her guest. Nandi did the same.
"Do you two enjoy our new song?" she asked as she positioned herself on the pillows in the circle the other two occupied.
"I find it soothing," Inara answered. "Though I am not quite sure our sister here is enjoying it."
"I have to admit to something, my dearest sisters." Jasmyne took a small vial from her kimono's pocket. "I discove
FE8: Got Religion? Or... Pt 1Got Religion? Or Got Alcohol? Pt. 1FE8: Got Religion? Or... Pt 1 by ashleymnolan
Alliance Base, Undisclosed Location, 2503
The straight-lined, short-haired Colonel turned around from his view of the stars. "Yes Captain?" he asked, returning the man's salute.
"The first of the new aught-three Fireflies were just completed, sir. Lieutenant Colonel Roberts believed you would be interested in seeing the model, sir, and sent me "
"The new Firefly you say?" Book interrupted the man before he stumbled over any more words.
"Show me the way Captain."
The Captain nodded his head and led Book out of his high-perched office with its nearly-360 view of the stars of the 'verse. Down the two walked, through winding corridors and down silent elevator rides. Eventually, the two walked into the hanger where the shining new Firefly model sat. Lieutenant Colonel Roberts stood grinning alongside it; it was his model, after all.
DAEp12: Enter the WardensDAEp12: Enter the Wardens by ashleymnolan
Episode 12: Enter the Wardens
Keene eyed a group of men enter the camps at Ostagar. Judging by their attire and how they were addressed, they were a small squadron of Grey Wardens. He glanced at Wesley nearby. "What do you know of Grey Wardens?"
"The same everyone knows," the Templar responded casually.
"So, you know they kill darkspawn and used to fly around on griffons."
"Essentially." Wesley pointed at one of the Grey Wardens. "I know him. He belonged to our order once, but was conscripted into the Wardens. The Revered Mother was furious."
The mage followed Wesley's pointing fingers to a young blonde-haired man. "No reason for her to be furious. Surely she'd agree the only thing more anti-Maker than a mage is a darkspawn. Then again, who am I to judge the Revered Mother?"
Wesley nodded an agreement.
"What's the ex-Templar's name?"
DAEp11: SpellboundDAEp11: Spellbound by ashleymnolan
Episode 11 Spellbound
Cullen sat in front of the fireplace staring into the blaze. He had not spoken a word to Neria since they had returned to the house on the docks. He was afraid to. He had failed to protect her. He was angry at himself for this. He also had nearly killed a Templar because of a mage. He was angry at himself for this as well. The confliction between his head and heart was tearing him apart. So he sat at the fire and allowed Neria to rest without his presence.
"Will you stare at those flames all night?"
Startled, he jumped. Neria stood at the base of the stairs; the fire highlighted her features, and her scars. "I thought you would want your rest."
"Cullen, I have been taught to deal with demons. That means I can read lies fairly well." She walked over to him and knelt at his feet, placing her hands on his knees. "What's
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