MUSHes

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    Cube

    Grange strides into the lounge, casually tossing a glossy black cube – not much bigger than a gambling die – in his right hand. Kinako nods attentively. She is sitting at a booth along the side wall. General Jensen is across the table from her. They are speaking in relatively hushed tones, and the conversation…

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    Glitched

    Rodger is at his customary spot, doing what he’s nominally paid for – making sure that no one gets into the research area without the proper identification. He keeps a general look of mild annoyance on his face, arms crossed as he gazes about the rotunda – constantly assessing who is present. PING. A memo…