I have another update for Iron and Ice this week down below but first just a few other tidbits of info.
Secondly, I just checked, and Here Comes the Reaper is now officially distributed through Smashword’s premium catalog. That means you can get it from a whole range of retailers, like Barnes and Noble! It is available in every conceivable format and will work on whatever device you use!
With that out of the way, here’s the next installment of Iron and Ice! Click the link if you need a refesher.
Frozen Dreams Part 5
“I didn’t know it was him!” Kirill protested. He struggled to keep up with Darya as she strode towards the entrance of the base’s hangar. A steady stream of mechanical and medical personnel pushed in the opposite direction, out of the open hangar doors. Kirill was a big man, broad shouldered and taller than any other pilot. That was why he rode in the biggest ride, a destroyer. It was the only one he could squeeze into. His shaved head and pitted face stuck out above the river of people. Darya, on the other hand, almost disappeared in the crowd. Kirill was bumped and shoved as he tried to follow the stocky woman, who seemed to have no trouble slipping through the crowd, he noticed. “How was I supposed to know?” Kirill shouted as Darya got farther ahead. “Everyone was shooting and screaming on the radio. I thought they were the enemy! You thought they were the enemy!”
At that Darya spun around. Kirill swallowed as she stomped straight up to him. Even though she was a full head and a half shorter than him, he felt that he was staring up at a formidable giant. Her cold eyes bored into his and he wished he could take back his foolish words. He was in for it now.
“I didn’t say they were the enemy. I said it was a single unidentified machine. The stupid gunners were the ones who decided to open fire before confirming their target. Those cowards have never faced the enemy in battle. They just sit around the base and hope that they never have to do any real fighting. I expect this kind of sloppiness from them,” she stabbed a finger into his chest so hard that it actually hurt. “But not from you. You know better to attack without looking, especially when there might be allies in the area.”
“I was just-”
“Kirill, you might have killed our friends. They could be dead. They might have had a warning that we’ll never get now.” Her eyes never left his. Her breath escaped from her barely open mouth in short puffs of steam. Kirill’s eyes dropped down to his boots.
He heard her turn away. “Let me know when they get the mech up here. Then we’ll see whether or not I accept that apology.”