Friday, June 11, 2010
Laynald Lockheim, Reporting in as Ordered
LAYNALD LOCKHEIM, REPORTING IN AS ORDERED.
Make a blog...what the hell’s a blog?
All right, here it is: Web log...”Online journal where an individual, group, or corporation presents a record of activities, thoughts, or beliefs.”
I swear, ever since Rael got involved with running this Corporate Empire everything’s become such a pain. Telepaths are everywhere. An empathic Wall Master was bad, but at least Ira was young enough to intimidate. And, though Rael’s weird ability to link to electronics across the friggen universe still sends shivers down my spine I’ve come to really respect him.
In fact, I’m starting to think maybe he could use some unofficial help against those accursed old men (the Oracle Triad) who’ve been sneaking around messing with his life. Poor guy can’t seem to catch a break. Everywhere he turns, he’s being set up. It’s driving me crazy that I’m not allowed to just take them out. I understand a manipulative opponent. One of these days Rael will cut me loose on them and they’ll see what it’s like to really be toyed with.
But really, what’s this place come to? All those pretty boy Archangels...the last damned overlord definitely had delusions of godhood.
Although that Gabriel He’s some sort of empathic corporate nexus—keeps the troops calm and serves as an instant mental communications link between Rael and all of his other corporate guardians), he’s pretty handy to have around on a mission, as long as we’ve got Tristen with us (that’s Ira’s bonded mate; nice blind girl, sees through everyone else’s eyes, and mentally controls others almost as well as Ira—really rounds out the team...Oh yeah, we’re a Universal Gov Dark Ops team though we get to pick and choose our assignments since Rael became Corporate Overlord.
See what I mean? All of a sudden, everything’s become too complicated.
I don’t think a day passes that I don’t have to threaten someone to stay out of my head around here. Hold on a minute, I’m getting a message—a printed message—on the com-link. At least Rael still remembers we’re not all mental.
Oh great. Now someone’s gone and kidnapped Ira’s sister while she was on Gov business...and from a Hive mine too. How stupid is that? Ira’s sure not going to like it, and an angry Ira is not a good thing. I better check my medical supplies—stock up on sleeping draughts.
What kind of a lame-brained idiot would take on both the Universal Gov AND the Corporate Overlord? Hmm. Twin noblemen, huh? Looks like they’re in for a rude awakening.
This could be fun. What?
Now he’s inviting me to breakfast before we go. That’s got to be Gabriel’s influence. Rael knows I’d rather be priming my weapons—again. Oh well, I guess I could use some coffee while we wait for the Seraphim to jump us to that mining planet.
I do love a good hunt. It’ll be just like old times except that he’s also sending in an Archangel to represent the corporate faction but that could prove interesting too.
Well, I better wrap this up. Rael will expect me to preflight the Nemesis —as if I don’t always keep her mission-ready.
So I guess I need to sign off. I know our personal recorder—Mary Andrews—will document how all this plays out in her next report (THE FIREBORN CHRONICLES: RESONANCES). She’s already put together a pretty good rendition of how we all met and ended up here (book 1 of THE FIREBORN CHRONICLES).
(See http://mary-andrews.webs.com/ for more info on both.)
THE FIREBORN CHRONICLES: RESONANCES release date Dec. 1, 2010 in eBook format with plans to release in Trade Paperback within a year's time after that.