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Ah yes. Time for the real Fedsuns agent to make her move. (That's the way we're going with this, right?) In all seriousness, though, if my earlier guess about Sarah isn't correct, I think Lady Death's rampant backstabbery and making-it-up-as-she-goes has convinced Sarah that she can't be...

That spell lets her target ten creatures at the most unless Epic rules are in play. This sounds more like Horrid Wilting, perhaps with a Maximized or Widened metamagic feat. The spell level is the same, but the number of affected targets is greater. And unless she lucked into a high level...

Every time I read a sentence like this, I wonder at the skill it takes to pull off with poison-coated nail extensions. Anyway, I've just re-read this story from the beginning, and this story definitely benefits from being read in a single sitting. The pacing is much more natural as a full story...

I groaned when I understood the chapter title, so you won a point there. And really, this is the best possible outcome for you. You caught him with his pants down around his ankles, and he's the one who attacked first. You can now blast his head off his shoulders with absolutely zero remorse...

Heh. Good chapter. I never thought I'd hear a stud described like he fell out of the menu at Olive Garden, but here we are. No, he's going to bribe her with- -and the next chapter is going to open with the two of them arguing over the Blue Book value of the semi-trucks. Cash is hard to come by...

I get the feeling that Gastocoui would be one of them. Also, this is a long shot, but Dame Murderess Extraordinaire seems convinced that her sister was also plotted into the Battletech universe, and I wonder if

Oh, this is going to be interesting. I mean, the SI isn't so far gone that she is completely amoral, and she remembers Sarah's name. I don't think she's going to let Sarah get whipped for even a good reason, but it'll be fun to see her stay in character. If it's any consolation, the melodrama...

So... your guide is suffering from heat exhaustion, has probably sweated a few pints in two hours of travel, and all you're offering her is a bottle of water? That's cold. That's so cold, I wonder why you need the cooling vest.

Thus begins the legend of the pirate queen who will kill you even if she's cramping up from her period. Or possibly because she's cramping up from her period. I love how the SI has to fight the psychotic urges of her body's previous owner. Most writers just treat a hijacked body as a source of...

I am so late on giving feedback for this, but I think you used first person perspective really well in this fic. It was snarky and so engaging that I didn't care that you were using talking is a free action. As for what a two-bit Periphery bandit should do to stay alive and do something...