142 Results in the "Burned Cover" category
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The Maid entered and exited the lounge three times, each with an accompanying narration. She tried an aloof, cool entrance, in which her… character pointed finger guns and winked at various people around the room—she slathered some gel through her hair, sweeping it back like some fifties greaser. Her next attempt was a more dainty, princess-like approach, gracefully entering the room with her hands clasped together and her hair in long ringlets that should have taken hours to style… though she still…-
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22 – The Factions of Chicago
Erika would have said that cliques formed all around the lounge as each new arrival joined the gathering, but that wasn’t accurate. It was more like cliques arrived, already pre-made, and most people didn’t venture away from their own little circles. Even Erika wasn’t immune, sitting on the armrest of one couch while The Hermit lounged across the rest of it. The Hunters were nearby, still quietly talking with Barry. Sweeping her eyes over the room, Erika couldn’t help her interest. Sure, they…-
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21 – Masquerade
“I think we just got spirited away,” Rick said, van pulled over to the side of an old dirt road. He leaned out the window, glaring back at the odd pair of trees they just passed through. Erika craned back to stare as well. A pair of trees, entirely unassuming, flanked the road. She could see the difference between their side of the trees and the far side. They had just been driving through the outskirts of Chicago with everything stained red-orange from the dying light of the day. All that orange…-
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20 – Dress to Impress
“I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do with a grenade launcher,” Sofia groaned as she tried on one of Anna’s padded biker leathers. “Like, the glue canisters are the only thing I’ve got that isn’t indiscriminately deadly. Do I use them and hope Erika can ignore them or do I get everyone killed?” Erika laced up a new pair of combat boots—a gift from The Gadget. She wasn’t sure what she had done to warrant such affection, but she sure wasn’t going to turn down fancy shoes.…-
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“Alright. I’m at the spot,” Erika said into her walkie-talkie. Steelworker’s Park was a park. It featured grassy open areas, a fair number of trees, paved paths to walk or jog along, occasional benches… the usual park affairs. Lake Michigan stretched out to the horizon, and a few people were out fishing. The park’s main claim to fame was the large lumps of iron placed around as decorative art pieces and the remnants of an old steelworker’s plant—concrete walls converted into a climbing…
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18 – Lingering Stress
Erika sat with her hands clasped together under her nose, elbows resting on the table in Varn’s back room. A glass cake dome sat dead center of the table, stopping anyone from accidentally bumping into the turquoise-encrusted ring. The Warrior’s ring box was closed, but that hadn’t helped Erika back at the morgue. It hadn’t done a thing since they got it out of Safe Harbor; no doors opened to weird spaces, nobody heard any whispers or compulsions to mummify people, and no grim reapers popped out…-
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“I’m afraid there isn’t much more I can do for you. To most other patients, I would suggest rest and recovery. Your body wouldn’t benefit, unfortunately.” The Hanged Man drew in a deep breath, tasting the doctor’s genuine apology in his words. He hadn’t expected any other response. Revenant, Specter-class being, scourge… zombie, even. In the years since he woke up dead, he had heard just about every name, term, and slur for those like him. While there were a great many myths and…
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16 – The Bench
Erika’s heart skipped a beat as she stepped fully into the chamber, wondering if she should have looked around for a different exit before jumping straight in front of the god again. The Final Judge sat slumped on an elevated platform at the far end of a long room. Pews of dark stone stretched from side to side, broken only where the aisle ran up the center. With its vaulted ceiling, hanging candelabras, and stained glass running up and down the walls, the chamber gave off a church-like vibe. Only…-
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15 – Silence Eternal
Erika realized that she might have been an idiot. With the downfall of two gods notched on her belt, Erika saw another god and figured she could cross a third off her list. The Final Judge wasn’t even a massive monster, just a little, human-sized skeleton—hardly worth raising a bat over. The Monk looked more intimidating, the maggots were more disgusting, even a zombie felt frightening. But it was a god. And Erika was an idiot. The Final Judge stood from the throne with the gravity of a…-
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14 – Hall of Preservation
Erika let her fingers trail over a black marble column. It felt smooth and cold to the touch. Thin white fissures ran through in chaotic, disjointed patterns that stretched high up toward the vaulted ceiling of the corridor. Moving to the stained glass window, she pressed her face right up against it in an attempt to peer outside. She couldn’t see a single thing. Even though the corridor curved slightly, and she should have been able to see the exterior of the part she just walked through, there was…-
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