Chromatic Baccarat

beige is an ideology

Echo - work in progress

Neil sat down heavily on his padded computer throne, a massive chair that allowed him total comfort for the numerous hours he would spend at his desk.  He took a gulp from the sugary, over-caffeinated drink, and waited for the rush to hit him.  It would a long night, just the capstone on a series of them that had him preparing for his biggest caper ever.

The National Intelligence Net/System.  NINS.  The most advanced computer system in the known universe, it protected the Nacu’s most vital intelligence secrets.  No one had yet broken its security protocols, or at least lived to tell about it.  NINS had become a millennial prize in the hacking community, whoever could crack it first would be the envy of all. 

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CARRY ME HOME - PART 5: CLOSURE

CARRY ME HOME

PART 1: OPENING

PART 2: HARPER

PART 3: DEION

PART 4: ANDRE

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CARRY ME HOME - PART 4: ANDRE

CARRY ME HOME

PART 1: OPENING

PART 2: HARPER

PART 3: DEION

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CARRY ME HOME - PART 3: DEION

CARRY ME HOME

PART 1: OPENING

PART 2: HARPER

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CARRY ME HOME - PART 2: HARPER

CARRY ME HOME 

PART 1: OPENING

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CARRY ME HOME - PART 1: OPENING

CARRY ME HOME

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CARRY ME HOME

HARPER RAN AWAY.  DEION JOINED THE ARMY AND GOT LOST IN THE SHIT.  AND I STAYED HOME.

HARPER WAS ALWAYS LOOKING AROUND CORNERS AND THE SECOND SHE COULD SHE WAS OUT THE DOOR ON TO THE NEXT THING.  SHE ALWAYS SAID “YOU NEED TO SEE THE WORLD IF YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER” BUT SHE NEVER WANTED TO BE A WRITER.  SHE WANTED TO BE FOUND, I THINK.

DEION WAS FULL OF PATRIOTRIC BRAVADO AND HOPES FOR A FREE EDUCATION, EVENTUALLY.  ACROSS THE ATLANTIC HE FLEW AND FELL INTO THE MIDDLE OF A BIG FUCKING DESERT WITH NO ROADS NO MAPS NO WAY OUT.  HE CAME BACK IN A METAL BOX.

I WANTED TO BE A WRITER.  LIFE GOT IN THE WAY.  I ALWAYS SAID I WOULD COME BACK TO IT.

WHEN WE WERE ALL EIGHTEEN AND ABOUT TO FINALLY ESCAPE WE  WENT AND GOT MATCHING TATTOOS.  SWALLOWS.  SO THAT WAY NO MATTER HOW FAR AWAY WE WENT, THERE WOULD ALWAYS BE SOMETHING TO REMIND US.  TO CARRY US BACK HOME.