W. Joe O'Banion
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Proud father of two, married to my best friend, and I write to cope with being a human.
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Riptide Rising. Content Warning.
Chapter Six Kapp heard a hollow pop. As he opened his eyes, he realized the ship was now in open space. One second, he was staring at the roof of the dome — now, here he was. To his surprise, they had traveled straight through it. Looking back, he could see the top of the dome. Home Ship was a floating gray sphere in the middle of space. Kapp couldn’t tell how it was propelled, nor could he imagine how it functioned.
By W. Joe O'Banion10 months ago in Fiction
Riptide Rising
Chapter Four Kapp could recall several moments in his life that shaped him: when he first cleared Earth’s gravity in his second year of training, when he graduated the Naval Academy and stepped forward as an officer for the first time, when he first boarded the Alpha, and now.
By W. Joe O'Banion10 months ago in Fiction
Fresh Blood
Lucille Vandra had always regretted her decision to join the Navy. She was a loaner who preferred her own company, and had been enamored by the excitement of traveling and exploring new worlds while leaving her life behind; however when faced with the reality of a barely bed sized room on a ship where she was constantly either working or sleeping, her adventurous spirit was quickly squashed.
By W. Joe O'Banion3 years ago in Fiction
Invader
Kapp heard a hollow pop noise, as he opened his eyes he realized the ship was now in open space. One second he was staring at the roof of the dome, and now here he was. To his surprise, they had traveled straight through it. Looking backwards he could see the top of the dome. Home ship was a floating gray sphere in the middle of space, Kapp couldn’t tell how it was propelled and could not imagine how it functioned.
By W. Joe O'Banion3 years ago in Fiction
Revelations
Kapp awoke from his restless sleep with a start. Sleeping in the barren dimly lit cave was odd. He was accustomed of course to a bed, or even the floor. But here he slept just floating in the water. The Aqualin had a straightforward lifestyle, eschewing decoration, they seemed to prefer simplicity. Kapp’s “room” was this small simple cave with a curved narrow opening. It lacked any sort of comfort other than privacy, and the glow of the yellow sea-weed. Kapp had found himself in and out of dreams, all containing bits and pieces of memory of the massacre on Alpha. He lay there trying to fall back asleep after a particularly upsetting dream replaying Captain Krell’s death, when he heard whispers outside of his cave.
By W. Joe O'Banion3 years ago in Fiction
Fight (Dha’aerda)
Kapp could think of a few moments in his life where he would look back and reflect on the circumstances that had brought him to where he was. When he first cleared Earth’s gravity in his second year of training, when he graduated the Naval Academy and stepped forward for the first time as an officer, when he had first boarded the Alpha, and now. Standing on the raised platform clad in one of the armored kilts of the Aqualin, looking across at a foe he was expected to fight.
By W. Joe O'Banion3 years ago in Fiction
Home Ship
Breathing underneath the water on Home Ship was something Kapp could still not wrap his head around. Swimming felt more like controlling his body in low-gravity than truly moving through water. This was lighter, had little resistance, and was breathable. As he continued to swim downward following Qualia’s trail he took in his surroundings.
By W. Joe O'Banion3 years ago in Fiction
