#marcus sullivan

Marcus quickly disassembled his rifle, getting the cleaning gear and solvent out.

Keeping his hands busy was always a good way to clear his mind. And boy howdy did he need to clear his mind.

He'd always been a bit of a lady's man, but now…

Now he might have found something… More.

He'd met a woman who could match him, and possibly more.

Bri Primeaux.

They'd been at a watering hole, both had been part of a scrap. After, they sat for a few drinks and he woke with her cortex codes tucked in his pocket.

Now, should he chase the future and see what unfolds?

"Bizui! Ladies, gentlemen, and all others. I am Greed, and I will take what you have stolen from others."

He slung his rifle, spreading his arms wide.

"Now is the time for cowards to pay what they owe. Any heroes will die, dong ma?"

Draw Everything June

"Alright, boys. We're coming in on the sly. Lust, you tracking?"

"All shiny, near as I can tell. Trajectories look fine. Be ready to land and breach in ten."

"Sloth, you set with the charges?"

"Confirm, Wrath."

"Excellent. This Magistrate's personal transport should be lightly armored, but there may be decent guards inside."

"Shi."

Marcus and the butterfly