Archive for April 27th, 2017

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “XOXOX”!

April 27, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Loose Ends”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA for publication when Simon returns, and to Literotica for publication this weekend. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “XOXOX”! (MC FF)

Azure isn’t your typical superhero; if you listen to her, she’ll tell you she’s not a superhero at all. But she’s got super powers, the Prime Minister has just been kidnapped on a state visit to Belgium, and she happens to owe a rather large bill for damages incurred in a late-night visit to Brussels. Can she track down the missing Prime Minister? Very probably not, which is why she calls in assistance from Doctor Phobos’ ally, Eris. The two of them together might achieve what neither could separately…or they might both be in over their heads. Here’s a taste:

Azure sat up, keeping the pillow carefully positioned between her and the window, and started rummaging around for her clothes. She wondered if she was in one of the countries that got weird about nudity. It still kind of surprised her that anyone got weird about nudity–back in her universe, lusty old Queen Vic had pretty much done away with those ludicrous taboos for good, but over here they all acted like that crazy old Puritan sect she read about in History class. “Um…do you speak English?” she asked, reaching for the sweater she wore last night. It was lying in a heap on the floor with tiny fragments of safety glass tangled in the fibers. That wasn’t a good sign.

“A little,” the policeman said. “Miss Azure, yes? The British superhero?”

Azure stumbled out of bed, grabbing a pair of leggings that had a wine stain on the thigh. (Wine, right? Please say it was wine.) She fumbled around for the wrist comlink she knew had to be around somewhere. “I’m not a ‘superhero’,” she said wearily. “I’m a podiatrist who keeps getting stuck in the middle of somebody else’s bad life decisions, okay?”

The policeman looked blank. “Sorry?” he said, perplexed.

She found the comlink, buried under a pile of men’s clothing that brought up vague memories of some life decisions of her own that she probably wouldn’t be proud of, once she fully remembered what they were. The piece of complex technology had seen better days; it looked like a piece of modeling clay that had been squeezed by a particularly petulant child. She had a sudden flashback to getting a call in the middle of the night and dismissing it with maybe a little more force than was necessary. “I’m Azure, yes,” she grumbled. “What do you want?”

The policeman smiled. Azure could tell he was about to ask her for help with something. “If you could please come with me, Miss Azure?” he said, gesturing toward the door. “The Prime Minister of Belgium wishes to speak with you.”

Azure staggered toward the door, wishing she had the kind of superpowers that let her metabolize alcohol faster. “I hope that means I’m in Belgium,” she muttered to herself. “Otherwise the Liberty Squad is really going to be pissed at me.”

Hope you enjoy it!