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by Praetonia
Mon Jun 17, 2019 2:31 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Jungle Work
Replies: 25
Views: 842

Re: Jungle Work

"What do you think of this one?" Summer held up a picture of some sort of octopus or a squid, squirting ink all over the frowning face of the globe. "Not bad, I say. Can you read it?" Enfield leaned in close and mouthed the words. He was only seventeen, but three years' in the Po...
by Praetonia
Sat Jun 15, 2019 2:58 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Jungle Work
Replies: 25
Views: 842

Re: Jungle Work

Epilogue: The End of the Beginning, 2014 Dear mother, Today I had the privilege to see the Protector and the generals, and the association bands and flags, and all of that. It was the long-promised victory parade, and no-one had very high hopes. It was cursed from the start, since all anyone would ...
by Praetonia
Sat Jun 15, 2019 12:51 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Radovan walks again
Replies: 28
Views: 1253

Re: Radovan walks again

"Good morning, brother," the Protector greeted the representative of the Kirk on the parade ground, not in a meeting hall. That is how it had been done in 1690, so it is how it is done now. Her bodyguards were dressed in Great Mutiny uniforms, with Great Mutiny medals, pistols attached to ...
by Praetonia
Sat Jun 08, 2019 5:02 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Jungle Work
Replies: 25
Views: 842

Re: Jungle Work

October 2013 The revolt of the Syndicalists lasted two years. In this, the third year of the revolt, the Army of the Subcontinent was encamped on the plain of the Sarangati River. Its will was contained in the mind of its chief, to whom its principal officers were loyal. Its pay continued to flow f...
by Praetonia
Mon May 27, 2019 4:53 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Tales of a nightwatchman
Replies: 7
Views: 3083

Re: Tales of a nightwatchman

*** 8 *** She came back the following night. No longer dressed like a whore or a queen, she had hidden her beauty and her sex in an outfit of heavy brown cloth that was little different to that of the common people of our jungle settlement. She had the key to my cell, though, and that was all that m...
by Praetonia
Sat May 25, 2019 4:19 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Jungle Work
Replies: 25
Views: 842

Re: Jungle Work

"It would be advisable to exploit this opportunity for our benefit in two dimensions: the first, to strengthen the greater Cause in Hakara, Sharfland, and elsewhere, and second, to enhance our own position vis a vis the pro-alien faction and its supporters in Questers and those few remaining in...
by Praetonia
Thu Apr 25, 2019 3:41 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Tales of a nightwatchman
Replies: 7
Views: 3083

Re: Tales of a nightwatchman

*** 7 *** I'd spent little time in the parochial school, and none in a grammar. I hadn't even enrolled with the guilds, and I had been no one's apprentice. Every Harvest Festival I would watch the little men line up to sign their names on the Paper Battalion rolls and the slightly less little to rec...
by Praetonia
Sun Apr 21, 2019 6:36 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Radovan walks again
Replies: 28
Views: 1253

Re: Radovan walks again

The truth is, our defences are very limited. This sentence had echoed in Fox's head for days, but he hadn't yet weakened enough to speak it. There were twelve divisions in the West, and there were the intelligence services that had been for many years in the Far West. All the useful equipment and m...
by Praetonia
Wed Apr 10, 2019 5:56 am
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: Radovan walks again
Replies: 28
Views: 1253

Re: Radovan walks again

Telephones rang and papers flew. Men came to and fro, in uniform, in civilian dress, in a slap-dash mix of both. Prekovy is on the move. War is in the air. War at last . Fox's dining room table had become a headquarters. More so than usual. Charts and maps adorned the walls of the kitchen while his ...
by Praetonia
Sat Mar 23, 2019 10:47 pm
Forum: The Great Game
Topic: March on, boys!
Replies: 5
Views: 664

Re: March on, boys!

"This is Panchkula," the instructor had a name, but surely not his own. He was not an obviously intimidating man, striding back and forth with a disconnected confidence in a civilian field jacket and corduroy trousers. He was over fifty, but slim and straight as a rod, latently athletic, w...

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