Tag: Psi-Kicks
Chaos Practice: a Psi-Kicks story by: GF Willmetts.
Flanolla Scobie didn’t even bother to look as she crossed the road. She also ignored the chaos of the various horse-driven traffic behind her as they shunted to a halt. She was focused on one individual. She had only listened in to the telepathic traffic discussing which famous person she had to pursue. The chat […]
Pregnancy Paws: a Psi-Kicks story by: GF Willmetts.
‘For a reality that isn’t stanya…stable, it’s lasting a long time’, MacKensie commented, watching Callane Oberon eat her diet of grubs. Her knack for finding restaurants that could feed them both also ensured he had a descent steak and vegetables so he couldn’t complain. He was nursing a black eye after interrupting a mugging. Callane […]
Mary Contrary: a Psi-Kicks story by: GF Willmetts.
‘Hello, Mary.’ ‘Hello, Jane.’ ‘How do I look?’ ‘You’ve grown a little.’ ‘I haven’t seen you a few years. Do you remember a friend of mine, Polly Kettle?’ ‘Polly Kettle?’ <<She taught me a mental trick. Can you still hear me?>> ‘Yes.’ It had taken three days to get that far. The opening lesson had […]
Cinderbrella Or What If The Shoe Didn’t Fit : a Psi-Kicks story by: GF Willmetts
There were some times that Polly Kettle was glad that she left her team behind when she did a reconnaissance. More so in the steampunk reality Max had placed them in. Still a message was a message. A personal invitation card to a gala ball for her upper class alias, a royal ball at that […]
Three Card Dragon Lady: a Psi-Kicks story by GF Willmetts.
Sushi. Raw meat. No wonder the Fey have a liking for Japan, decided Cameron McKensie. They don’t have to hide their eating habit, except both Katya and Callane Oberon told him they preferred red meat, the bloodier the better, to white fish…any fish. The Blank had never thought of it as a blood thing. Considering […]
