Adventures in the Space Between Universes
Psiksi wasn’t doing particularly well. Tromos had heard him coming a mile away as he coughed and spluttered his way down the main corridor to Tromos’s office. To Tromos’s surprise though, Psiksi wasn’t alone. He was being followed by Kayess-Ksi, who kept on trying to hand Psiksi some water. Tromos wasn’t sure why, because the … Read more
“Hey, Kass, how you-” Psiksi’s attempt to be seductive failed miserably as Psiksi’s lungs and throat decided to have a coughing fit before he could finish his sentence. While Psiksi hadn’t been working, he’d been hanging around the Great Arenas, chatting with his fellow Skyan fighters. He was supposed to be at home, resting, but … Read more
“Thank you for coming, you three. I appreciate the care and kindness…” Levik and Abius had never been to Psiksi’s home before and Timik had only visited a handful of times, but they were all surprised at how large Psiksi’s home was. Unlike most Skyans, Psiksi actually lived on the edge of Skipou (not too … Read more
Levik could have shapeshifted into a Skyavok or something, so he could more easily make his way around the Arksini hospital, the main hospital in Palaestra, but now he was a semi-famous gladiator, Levik had worked out that he could get away with a lot just by being cute and somewhat honest. Eksi, one of … Read more
“Ugh. I did it again.” Abius grunted as they wiped fake blood off their face. After years of not having Rethans in Thirteenth Night, Abius found themselves being a Big Bad on the regular. Originally, the Rethan arena house fighters, and Rethavok in general, were considered too tame and not particularly scary to do events … Read more
“Good morning, Lord Tromos, you wanted to talk to me about something?” Psiksi was a little annoyed. For reasons he wasn’t aware of, the only solo matches he’d been given beast-slaying matches as of late. Ever since the Sudden Darkness, Psiksi had been working as a substitute to the Ξ-Class Skyan teams of four, mostly … Read more
“So, what do you all want to eat?” Levik asked as he dragged his new best friends down a long, winding street. Everything was a bit too small, because the Tillian sub-district of Palaestra was mostly meant for Spasts, but towards the end of the street were a few nice, multi-race restaurants ad take-away places. … Read more
The crowds were wild today. Oddly fickle. Hungry and waiting for more. They all knew something was going on, that some sort of secret was about to be revealed. The match was to be a simple one. A popular Torr gladiator versus the Raptoric Scythe, a newer house fighter, who represented the arenas themselves. Clad … Read more
“Hello, Levik.” Tromos Polemistis was the new manager of the Great Arenas, taking over after the Ancient Warlord disappeared during the Sudden Darkness back in November. And despite most important folks thinking he was too fresh for the role, Tromos had actually slightly increased profits, and was genuinely doing a good job. Sure, Tromos wasn’t … Read more
The Big Bad had taken everyone else out with relative ease, including Kelira’s companion. Kelira didn’t really want to do Thirteenth Night, but apparently it was one way of getting recognized by “stadium watchers”, Temthan investors looking for people to train up into new gladiators. And, in all honesty, if Kelira had known that tonight’s … Read more
The knock on the door caught Levik by surprise. His order of crepes, covered in honey and marshmallows, had already arrived, so he wasn’t expecting anyone. Still, Levik put his food down, paused the TV show he was watching and got up to answer the door. As soon as Levik unlocked the door though, someone … Read more
“Bloody Darkness, Eksi! You’re back!” Levik was quite surprised at how Psiksi had suddenly gotten up, raced across the room and thrown his arms around the old Skyan tutor. Eksi’s job was to help Skyavok gladiators train and keep fit, as well as assist in teaching finer control over shadow powers but he’d never really … Read more
“Alright… Deep breaths…” Levik closed his eyes and controlled his breathing, settling down his heart rate before stepping out into the large, bland, sandy arena. After his (in his opinion, awful) battle against Ora Soundsheer, it had been decided to give Levik some easier matches against an array of Temthan, Vrekan and Ksithan open challengers, … Read more
For reasons unknown, neither Levik nor his opponent knew who they were fighting against until they entered the arena. And, admittedly, because Levik was currently shapeshifted into a short, green-plated Rethan with black skin and red eyes (just a Rethan in Levik’s default colours), his opponent had no idea who Levik was at all. But … Read more
“Okay, I have a question! Actually, I have lots and lots of questions, and they’ll get progressively more annoying the more you have to listen to me, but my question right now is why are we training in secret?” “We are training in secret?” Abius asked, answering Levik’s question with a question of their own. … Read more