The Uptake. The 704. Book I, Chapter 4. Go to first. Go to previous.

TW: stages of loss of a close loved one, technically also robotic gore



Deep bags under his eyes, Torber threw his arms up at the information peddler, fed up with the tween boy.

“You gotta know somethin’. Somebody’s gotta.”

“I can’t promise a thing, but y’know if I’m not the first one y’asked, every peddler down here’s got an ear to the ground for ya.” The young, shaven peddler got an equally tired look in his eye, playing sympathy. “For how dogged y’are about it, y’can’t possibly be the only one lookin’ for him.”( Read more... )