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Bartarello is an extraordinarily attractive young woman, very observant, so she was tasked with seducing the Union Grand Supreme Admiral – that appears to be a reasonable approximation of his title into the ranks of a civilized fleet – to … Continue reading →

&&&&& Winston Cooper stared at the wall clock.  He’d typed up the reports, not that there’d been much to type, marked in the central log each time one of the patrolmen checked in, and soon after ten he could advance … Continue reading →

“He made a big point of what a beautiful violet shade they had,” Chalmers remarked. “How hard they were. And how rare they were. And how they would match a pretty girl’s eyes on her ring finger after you proposed. … Continue reading →

&&&&& From: Fleet Intelligence, Junior Commodore Wilhelmina Zhuravlyov commanding To: Grand Supreme Admiral of the Fleet Arthur Thatcher Subject: Visit of the Anglic Union Squadron Admiral: My tasks in the Exercise being pre-determined, I have had the needed time to … Continue reading →

The breeze off San Francisco Bay was cold and dank.  James Chalmers still had his laboratory windows well open, with his laboratory hood drawing maximum draft.  Working behind lab coat, gloves, dust mask, and smock cap he was still adequately … Continue reading →

&&&&& The air circulators on the pinnace Hiram Percy Maxim provided the softest background noise to the conversation between Gabriel Smith and his senior officers. They had all been taken aback by the sumptuous splendor of what was supposedly a … Continue reading →

Winston shrugged and raised his hands in surrender. “No progress,” he said slowly. “Folks at Berkeley say I found two new minerals, not part of my job. They say the minerals contain three new chemical elements, also not part of … Continue reading →

The four junior officers all looked at their belt-comps.  “Yes, sir,” Pavel Vladimirovitch said. “Two in the afternoon.” “That seems remarkably late,” Smith answered, “but I suppose there must be yet another difference in your customs.” “Usually we’d start at … Continue reading →

Winston Cooper strode into the Sheriff’s office, waving a newspaper in one hand. A glance at the wall clock confirmed that he was on time. Grand-dad Radnor Cooper came in at six in the morning, took a break for lunch, … Continue reading →

She, Smith thought, had been his fourth companion at dinner, had politely asked a pair of extremely sensible questions of him, directed to understanding the internal politics of the Anglic Union, but had not been very informative when asked questions … Continue reading →