Romans & histoires Hikaru Sulu

Scarlett frowned. "And you are?" The man immediately smiled. "I'm Hank Sully, from Shield Base. Your brother, Malcolm, set us up." Scarlett fell silent as she took in the man standing in front of her. He was shorter than she was, with a thinning hairline that had already started losing the fight. She wasn't exactly shallow, but what the hell was wrong with Malcolm's taste? Where had he even found this man? He was so short, he barely looked taller standing than she did sitting down.

“Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.” She repeated the phrases in her head, desperate to focus on something that didn’t involve the seeing numbness that had overtaken her body. The death of one Druid and the departure of another had weakened the vine wall that was separating them from their vessel.

He was wearing a hikitate-eboshi (black bird) hat and a gray battle surcoat. “The quartermaster is named Kosano. I believe Sasha fought him and managed to drop him overboard. He wields a pair of tonfas because he used to be martial arts police. He became corrupt and decided to give up his marshal’s star for gold. Now he runs most of the slave trade operations in the south. He’s from there and an earth Slayer. He’s dark-skinned, wears a bandana on his head and, if you look closely, you’ll find he’s missing a pinky…”

Hunter: The clearing was quiet, clean even. And that was the worse part. It was too clean for a place where we had lost our men. They were two of our best warriors. And for them to be laying on the ground, dead, like they were… I couldn’t process it. There was no scent trail. No prints. Just stillness and the faint metallic tang of death. I pinched the bridge of my nose as I tried to make sense of it, but nothing clicked…

He swallowed, looking back down at Isla. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “She is.” And for the first time in a long time, I saw a glimpse of the boy I once knew. The one who existed before the weight of his title, before the bitterness and pain. For the first time since returning, I saw Damon. Not just the Alpha. Not just the man who had hurt me. And for a fleeting moment, I let myself believe that maybe there was still a part of him that could be saved. A little part of humanity that we could still hold onto…

The feverish air rippled with fresh energy as he stepped up from behind. Sully had come. Her savior. Her rescuer. Her destruction. Was Sully’s team with him, led by the capable soldier with the icy eyes? She couldn’t let that man see her. It felt like he’d seen into her soul the one time they had met and if he looked at her now, he’d know. ***

She had believed that in the way he kissed her last night, and she believed it now. Salazar appeared on the screen. Built heavier than Noah, or Falkner, he had coppery auburn hair cut military style, his eyes maroon-brown with ugly slashes denting his jaw. "Noah. Selene. Silas." He didn't greet everyone present in the room but Alphas hardly ever did.

Daisy shrugged. “No, we can’t. There is already a crisis outside. Vogar killed some hunters and the rest of the hunters will soon be out on the street,” I killed the suggestion, without letting it fly. Daisy's head landed on the couch in disappointment. “Miracle!!” Sophia exclaimed. “I just found one,” she rushed toward Father, trying to snatch his bottle of whiskey clutched in his armpit. But Father held strongly, restricting, even in his sleep.

“Hello, this is Master Alex of Planet S610, Please report, who you are, why you are this far out and any intel you have on the other ship. “Is this line secure” “Yes”

“Matsubara-san please, we need to talk about this first.” “We already talked on the phone. I need to be back before nine, to be honest I am already running late.” “But can’t you just…" Wearing a full suit, a man who looked my age poked his head from the other side of the door and stopped as soon as he noticed they were not alone. Somehow, his gentle face and pointy nose seems familiar. “Goodnight, you must be Akari-chan, nice to meet you. And you are…”