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Young women moved through, refilling glasses and bringing platters of food. The plumpest looked up, then gasped.
"It's Devi-san!" Booboo cried.
Zsazsa spun.
"Devi-san," she spat. "What are you doing here?"
"It's true," she said, archly. "You can go #back. But you can never go home." (3/3) #wss366

Mindful of her long nails, she zipped her coat up against the breeze and headed that way. She spotted Mama-san's noren, walked underneath, and pushed open the door. Laughter and good cheer poured out in abundance. The room was full of cheerful patrons. (2/3) #wss366

The SkyJumper hissed when the hatch opened. She climbed down the steps and stepped out into a chill breeze that whistled around the buildings and blew down the streets of Volpex One.
She checked her device. Mama-san's izakaya was just around the corner. (1/3) #wss366

The somewhat weird backstory of Oni Diras Nun! https://stevendbrewer.com/oni-diras-nun-a-tabloid-for-esperantujo/

#WritersCoffeeClub
Feb 28: How well did this short month go for you, in terms of writing?

#ScribesAndMakers
2/28. How did your month go?

Due to my son's hospitalization and subsequent outpatient treatment, I wrote essentially no fiction during February. I wrote a few fragments for @wss366 and that was it. Maybe March will be better.

Content warning:#uspol

When did Congress declare war? Is that just optional now?

A sole crewman stood watch.
From the girl's journal, she knew that this was the ship. It acted as a freighter, but that was just a #front for far more lucrative human trafficking. She approached the ship.
"Is the captain aboard?" she called.
"Come back tomorrow," the crewman replied. (2/2) #wss366

Heather headed out into the Docklands of the port of Deepmooring. Dozens of ships were tied up while crates were offloaded and onloaded. The docks were busy with swarms of porters while sailors came and went.
Off on a small dock far out in the harbor, a red two-masted lugger was tied up. (1/2) #wss366

I'm imagining a VR walk for dogs, with a little headset and scratch-and-sniff card for what you find along the way…

"I'm home, dear," JD said, coming in the door. "That was a long day."
He loosened his tie and hung up his coat. Then, as if struck by inspiration, he began to fully disrobe — except his socks.
"I think, tonight, a little diversion is in order. Are you ready?"
Naked, he approached the #couch. #wss366

Tau approached cautiously. He nudged Lambda with his muzzle. She sniffed and turned, facing away. Tau stood silently, then whined quietly. She snorted. He laid down and rolled over on his back. She turned back to him and licked his muzzle.
Then she gave one more withering stare at Omega, cowering on the other side of the hatch. Finally, she and Tau sauntered back to the Zoological Garden. (5/5) #wss366

Tau heard snarls and yelps and then saw Omega running for the exit. The crowd went wild. Tau spotted a lithe and tawny shape darting after Omega and nipping at his heels. He sprang to give chase.
The pursuit led half way around the Docking Ring to a Xerxes Mark IX courier, where Omega finally took refuge. Lambda stood outside the hatch barking furiously as Omega barked back at her through the window. (4/5) #wss366

He stood ringside and waited as the crowd came in. He could hear people placing bets. There was some question whether Omega would even show.
Tau paced. He carried the heavy Fightin' Ball clenched his jaws. The anticipation of the coming battle coursed through his veins. He felt his hackles rise.
Excitement rippled through the crowd when Omega entered the room. Tau stood on his hind legs to peer over the crowd as Omega made his way to the ring. Then the screaming started. (3/5) #wss366

Omega was a flashy fawn from Holufinia who seemed to think he was Hod's gift to NeoBoxers or something.
"You've got this!" a man called.
Tau growled and barked in response.
A whole #cascade of events had led to the exhibition match, but the deciding factor had been when Omega had insulted his girlfriend, Lambda. Honor required that he stand up in her defense.
One hour before the match, Tau weighed in. He clocked in at 55kg with his heavy Fightin' Ball. (2/5) #wss366

Tau got up early at the Zoological Garden and made his rounds through the Truck Stop at the Center of Galaxy. Every morning, he went through each of the primary rings, starting with the Docking Ring, to see — well, smell — that everything was ship shape and Bristol fashion. Though today was a little special.
"Go get 'em, Tau!" a lady said.
Tau raised his hackles and ran stiff legged by her as she cheered.
He had an exhibition match later that day with another NeoBoxer: Omega. (1/5) #wss366

Now, they began to throw stones at the men thrashing in the water. The soldiers quailed for a moment, unsure what to do.
Major Hillsong, an island of lucidity among the madness that surrounded him, bellowed, "Charge!" (3/3) #wss366 (from Lady Cecelia's Temptation)

"Take that, dogs of Havelock!" hooted Sergeant Baker from across the river.
Chaos reigned. The men on the far side, at the direction of Sergeant Baker, had sawed through timbers of the bridge and used huge draft horses to pull the bridge over. (2/3) #wss366

The cloudy sky grew pallid as dawn approached.
Cecelia heard when the lead ranks began to cross a wooden bridge.
"Ware!" Hillsong suddenly bellowed. "Pull back!"
With the sound of wrenching timber, the bridge toppled over sideways. Dozens of soldiers spilled into the muddy water. (1/3) #wss366

"What's so funny? What are you laughing at? Huh? Are you laughing at me?" #DogsOfMastodon

"Dinner!" Mom called.
"Yay!" Bobby yelled. He sat at the table with his grandma. "What's for dinner?"
"Ham, green beans, and buttered potatoes."
"Aw!" Bobby said. "Not mashed potatoes?"
"I made buttered potatoes," his mom said, a bit peeved. "But you can mash them yourself."
He ran out to kitchen and rummaged in the drawer for a minute. He came back with an implement and proceeded to mash his potatoes.
"Look, Grandma! I'm a #masher!"
"You certainly are!" She smiled. #wss366