This is pretty much where New York University is, except the campus has been tripled in size. If you haven’t been there, you can do a virtual tour on their website.
Five jets screamed at maximum throttle eastwards over the Atlantic Ocean, and left the North American coastline far behind. The thrust from their engines caused the water to jet up in the air violently, yet beautifully. The deep blue sky above them turned a deep red the closer it got to the horizo
Pelli immediately scoffed in astonishment, and guffawed. “You haven’t watched their ‘Cast?!” he said. “I find it doubly unfair that you can join up even though you haven’t even seen it! Ugh!” “Sorry!” said Amal. “Haven’t had a whole lot of time, honestly!” “Hey, don’t apologize to me. It’s the s
She shook away the thought, then laughed nervously. “Shit,” she said. “So what jobs can we do now? Or should we get used to the idea that anyone we work for could turn out to be super goddamned crooked?” “Ah, I didn’t mean to alarm you,” said Amal. “I doubt they were bombs. Probably. Right? Otherw
The doors to one of thousands of Helios’ Police & Security Stations opened with a SWISH. Like most of the other government buildings in Helios, these were relatively nondescript. Large, unassuming, and plain, they didn’t do much to stand out among the rest. Eva, Miko, and Amal all walked out, foll
“Yeah, we figured we’d see what sort of contracts even pop up out there, you know?” said Amal. “We’ve got a lot of skills that we could put to use. Stuff like flying, building, healing.” “Also stuff like hunting, finding, capturing,” added Eva. “Or stealing, hacking, implanting,” said Miko. “What
“I definitely hate paperwork,” said Eva. “Especially when I’ve gotta fill out those god-awful bounty claim forms. Can’t you all make those more streamlined? I mean, that’s too many initials and signatures just to beat up a few bad dudes.” “Yes! Exactly! See, I love filling out forms!” Claire cried
The Toymaker sat hunched over his workspace in his quiet little shop and tinkered with one of his many delicate toys. With a jeweler’s loupe in front of one eye, he gently aligned springs and sprockets in place with unwavering precision. His hands, aged as they were, held onto his delicate tweezers
“Exactly why we’re doing this, you know?” said Amal. “Since there’s hordes of thieving jackasses out there already, least we could do is even things up. The galaxy won’t do anything to hurt or help them either, so it’s all on us.” The Toymaker chuckled with amusement at her naivete. As though three