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HSAR

Joined March 2010 and calls The Flash of Silver home.

362 stories, 4 challenges, 832 comments, and 29 friends

Master of the Armory and Chief Nibmaker of Our Strange and Wonderful House. It’s a pleasure to meet you.

Like many others in this community, I have no qualifications for writing except a head full of ideas and a passion for good storytelling.

You can find me at shusamchen@gmail.com, or you may bump into me elsewhere on the internet as HSAR.

Stories

  1. On Patrol: Signalling

    Far above, a lithe form folded out of a reverse spin and snapped open its wings, the manoeuvre hidden behind thick clouds rolling in from the west. A few powerful strokes and it was speeding back the way it had come. A relatively short while later, it ...

  2. Lonely Night

    The night was silent, the air cool with a slight breeze. My careful steps were the only sound, echoing off the darkened shop fronts and burned-out vehicles. I stopped by an intact armored vehicle and brought my weapon up, checking the street. Always on...

  3. Traversal: Twinkling

    In a course of action quite out of character for the veteran RO, he brought up two more histograph views before turning to announce the result. “Got a strange report from the ping, sir. Thousands of returns, small metallic objects – hard-ed...

  4. Traversal: Virtue

    Silence settled on the bridge, each officer quietly double- and triple-checking the manifold systems currently running quiet. The radio officer watched a screen full of numbers and trembling histograms, alert for any unusual patterns. Harking sat back,...

  5. Messenger: The Intermediary

    I watched Twenty depart, for what it was worth. With powerful strokes from its large wingspan, dipping and bowing in the wind to conserve power, it show like a bullet into the storm and was lost within seconds. I looked down at the hastily-scribbled ca...

  6. Airships: About Turn

    Jerem looked up at the pair as they entered, raising an eyebrow at the sight of Gearwing Twenty on Hawkeye’s arm. “Something important?” he asked casually, continuing to mark points and make notes on the map lying on the table. Hawkey...

  7. Airships: The Message

    “Hawkeye – it’s Terciel. Some odd events have been occurring around Irwell and I think our old friend has something to do with it. I just got wind of a wrecked airship, but when we got there for a rescue attempt some very unfriendly armed men...

  8. Airships: The Hawk

    The thing that settled onto his hand had the appearance of a large falcon – until you looked again, and realised it was an elaborate construction made of brass, with wings made of metal and a dizzying complexity of spinning gear mills inside its ...

  9. Airships: The Signal

    BEGIN MESSAGE STOP LIGHT CLIPPER “SILVER SKIES” TO RECEIVE URGENT MESSAGE FROM MESSAGEMASTER IRWELL STOP GMC 020 ER STOP THIS MESSAGE ON RUA STOP END MESSAGE STOP “RUA? ER?” Elletra asked when Hawkeye had finished. “Repeat...

  10. Airships: The View

    Hawkeye leaned on the guardrail and ran a hand through his hair, giving a moment to the spectacular view all around them. Elletra joined him, realising just how clean the mountain air was compared to the soot-filled smog of the city. Hawkeye passed her...

  11. Messenger: The Message

    I asked Kourser when she had picked up this message. The sender was on board the wreck you just left, she said, looking at me oddly. Were you not conversing? Not in the truth of the matter, apparently, was my response. I needed to get back, fuel up Twe...

  12. Watcher

    There was a blizzard outside. Far out in the endless mountain ranges, almost unnoticed in the expanse of ice and rock, the winds howled and drove against a light in the darkness. It was a tentative fortress, the first faltering efforts of men unafraid ...

  13. Messenger: Recovery

    She turned to me, grabbing my by the shoulders. “I just saw Tallis out there.” I knew better than to argue with Tamerra, who had eyesight fit to rival Gearwing Nineteen. I shouted for some men to open the doors. It was indeed Tallis, who ca...

  14. Messenger: RTB

    I needed to get a message out, through the blizzard. Not all Aeries had radiograph equipment yet, and heliograph would be blocked by the blizzard. I couldn’t trust a raptor to get the message done, and so it would be a Gearwing job. “Rokhin...

  15. Messenger: About Turn

    The Master said nothing. I noticed he was not looking at the man he who had been talking, but instead at the weapon he was cradling. The moment stretched into puzzled awkwardness, and the man pointedly powered up the gun. The Master carefully watched a...

  16. Messenger: Signs of Forced Entry

    The wind made any communication useless. Even when we arrived at the side of the wreck the blizzard was all that could be heard. Fourteen clamped itself on the hull and carefully extended one huge talon, effortlessly ripping a hole large enough for two...

  17. Messenger: The Howling Dark

    After nearly an hour of violent lurching in random directions, the Red Sky brought us close to the valley floor. The Master of Messages left first, shortly followed by Gearwing Fourteen. We all tumbled out, stumbling in snow that was so deep it had com...

  18. Messenger: Departure

    The Red Sky left the hangar at dead slow, edging its way out into the storm. The first gust hit the hauler like a hammer blow, with a second not far behind it. The captain gritted his teeth and ordered the engines to full ahead, wrestling with the whee...

  19. Messenger: Mobilisation

    I dropped Tamerra off at her rooms, agreeing to meet in ten minutes’ time in the hangar bay. Under normal conditions only the airships with cargo to offload would be in the hangar, but with the storm outside all ships would have been brought to a...

  20. Messenger: That Good Night

    I blinked twice, then nodded agreement. The Master said something over his shoulder (to the Keeper, I presume, although it was in Martese or some such foreign language), and strode down the corridor after motioning at me to follow. A few steps later, t...

  21. The Armory

    Just off the corridor to the Guardroom, you spot two tall guardsmen holding tall halberds. They snap to attention as you approach, pulling open the huge double doors behind them. “Watch yourself, sir,” is all they say to you. You walk past...

  22. Messenger: Not Quite Clear of the Blast Zone

    I was just tidying away when Four fluttered into the stable space. I received its weight on my forefinger, whereupon it chirped a completely incomprehensible phrase at me (or perhaps it was a completely comprehensible phrase at an incomprehensible spee...

  23. Messenger: Out of the Blue

    As we drank, I wondered (not for the first time) why she had agreed to come with me. I wasn’t entirely sure why I had asked her, or even why or where I was going. It had been a farewell party to celebrate my brother’s admission to the prest...

  24. Messenger: Excess

    An instant (I made it just under two heartbeats) after Rokhin had shut the door, Tamerra rounded on me and resumed her earlier rant in Farstai. How irresponsible I was sending birds on in this weather, how cold and callously calculating I was in the pu...

  25. Airships: The Door

    One of the men attached a dangerous-looking device to the door. Taking cover behind overturned tables, the men from Silver Skies formed a sort of half-circle around the door and ducked down. Hawkeye spun the cylinder on his revolver, popped up and blew...

  26. Messenger: After the Torchlight Red

    With trembling hands I closed Gearwing Four’s maintenance hatch, sighing with relief. It had been a nerve-racking exercise, especially as the Master had insisted on using the Byzantium modules instead of auxiliary mainsprings. Byzantium-powder he...

  27. Messenger: O You Who Turn The Wheel

    The Keeper made an exasperated sound in the direction of the Master, sat down again and took the glass I offered her. Straightening the scale armour that she and the Master wore whenever on duty, she inhaled and took a sip. Another lightning-fast excha...

  28. Messenger: Flesh and Blood

    I stretched out a hand, to which 19 flew silently. Barely a click of gear teeth registered his landing. “That’s why I’m sending Four and Nineteen. If anything goes wrong, one of them can escort Tallis to safety while the other keeps l...

  29. Messenger: Proven Point

    I lazily knocked her rapier away from Rokhin with a gauntlet, talons extending just enough to catch the blade before quietly snicking back into their grooves. She looked at me somewhat petulantly and sheathed the weapon. “The Keeper and I have be...

  30. Messenger: Discussion

    The door was ajar and agitated voices just audible when I rapped lightly and entered. The Keeper and the Master were engaged in a heated discussion, using the language of raptors far faster and more fluently than I had ever heard before. A pair of the ...