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FLASHBACK The Reserve . Emily tried not to take Nari's reaction personally. It wasn't her fault. She was a victim just like the rest of them. "Of course, I understand. You're more than welcome to talk to Ranger Walker at dinner, but I really must recommend that you take a while to...

FLASHBACK The Reserve The group of Samaritans that were still alive were more or less led toward the vehicles as the remainder were dumped unceremoniously in the woods, many with an extra bullet hole to be sure they wouldn’t rise again. The Reserve’s forces divided them into three vehicles...

James Miller April 28th 1848, Camp Outside Independence James looked downright pitiful by the time Boone showed up, the tarp draped around him like a blanket while he struggled to put a stake into the slot where the pole was meant to go. He felt his face turn red as Boone just looked at...

James Miller April 28th 1848, Camp Outside Independence James knew the trip would be hard. The poor Donner party made a terrible example of how badly it could go, but Christ was it beautiful now. He'd grown up in the city and never been much for getting into the wilderness (he had important...

FLASHBACK On The Road Wren was practically shaking with excitement as he recognized more and more of his surroundings. It was a complicated feeling, considering the rebellion back at Lincoln and the fact he was still as much of a prisoner as when he left, but he couldn’t stand to focus on...

...knees. He couldn't afford to faint, not now. He felt his heart racing as he steadied himself with his free hand, tears welling up in his eyes. *not yet. Not yet not yet-* *”Wren-”* That was his name. He looked up and didn't quite recognize the figure in the doorway past all of the...

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James Miller April 28th 1848, Independence, Missouri The fog was starting to clear when James made his way back towards the wagon train, most of his new livestock in the tow of Mr. Cassidy, who led them from horseback. He led the prettiest looking mare himself while the mute girl led two...

Laura Miller April 28th 1848, Independence, Missouri Laura was a bit caught off guard to hear the two foreign men weren’t related, but the world was a wide place. Not every indian was related either, it was just odd to see two of them in such proximity in this area. She closed her mouth...

James Miller April 28th 1848, Independence, Missouri Mr. Miller had an eye for markets. In fact, standing there in the center of the market thrilled him. It would be the last time in a long time he had a multitude of suppliers to choose from, and he planned to make it count both financially...

Laura Miller April 28th 1848, Independence, Missouri Laura hadn’t honestly expected anyone to show up this early; they had planned to depart at noon to allow everyone enough time to stock up their wagons and for the morning mist to dissipate. That was precisely why she had sent James off on...

James Miller April 28th 1848, Independence, Missouri James Miller sat in a city of ghosts. He sipped his coffee as he watched the many dark figures moving through the mist that rolled off the Missouri river. They shared a common goal, soon each one of them would join him on the long trail...

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It was late April 1848 when we set out from Independence, Missouri. Our wagons were loaded with supplies, our horses freshly saddled and shoed, our guns loaded, and the soles of our boots still in one piece. The blood in our veins thrummed with excitement: We were headed west, towards Salvation...

...the cipher for the rebel code to the head rebels. That neatly folded piece of paper had to stay hidden, no matter the cost. However, Jesus *fuck* was it a painful price to pay. "It ain't broke, is it?" Marx grumbled from the doorway. Wren looked away from him to avoid accidentally rolling...

THE RESERVE Flashback Wren had taken a couple of classes on animal behavior before he got his job at the sanctuary. He’d been trained to handle the raptors, the snakes, the foxes from the fur farm. They didn't offer training for cougars, Cougars weren't supposed to be anywhere nearby, so why...

LINCOLN The Bar Yeah. Cabrera knew where to find him. Ever since he knew Hughes was in Lincoln, he made sure the man was treated right without revealing their real ties. Why didn't he come see Huey? Why didn't he try to talk? He could lie to himself all he wanted, pretending he just couldn't...

NORTHVIEW - Kit was cold the moment his boots hit the ground, but he didn't comment on it. Instead, tugged the oversized denim jacket he’d scored from an old clothing store a little tighter around himself in response to the cold, taking quiet pride in the uneasy looks his studded shoulders...