Recent content by Daimon
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Idle Hands
The wink was a tool. He catalogued it as such: affect deployed deliberately, calibrated to produce a specific response, carrying neither more nor less meaning than she intended it to carry. What she intended was worth noting separately. The calculation behind the charm was legible — the charm...- Daimon
- Post #8
- Forum: Interstellar Market
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Idle Hands
The wink landed. He catalogued it the way he catalogued everything she did: a gesture with variable content, charm and calculation occupying the same space, neither one cancelling the other out. She used affect the way he used composure. He found that more legible than she probably intended...- Daimon
- Post #6
- Forum: Interstellar Market
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Idle Hands
The question had a specific shape to it. Not "did you hear about the fight" — that was information-gathering at distance, impersonal, the kind of thing one asked a stranger. She asked if his correction had been active when the sector collapsed. She was asking whether he had been watching...- Daimon
- Post #4
- Forum: Interstellar Market
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Idle Hands
The man had talked too much, which was fine. Talking was data. By the time he stood to leave, Daimon had learned three things he had not known an hour ago: the routing schedule for a mid-tier shipping collective, the name of their primary insurer, and the specific clause their policy used to...- Daimon
- Post #2
- Forum: Interstellar Market
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Fidelity
The fifth session was the last. Daimon sat across from Vask in the unchanged room. The door had opened before he reached it, as it always did. The light entered from the narrow aperture, directionless, casting no shadows. Everything was the same as the first day except the distance between... -
Fidelity
The fourth session began the way the others had. The door opened. The room was unchanged. Vask sat behind the low table, ancient and unhurried, her eyes already on him. Daimon sat. The protocols fired. He observed them, let them pass, and opened the channel. Vask moved through the familiar...
