DaughteroftheArcher

It was said that Lieutenant Taz had no weaknesses. She was invincible, hard-hearted. Nothing could possibly beat her. However, that wasn't particularly true. Lieutenant Taz was certainly strong and tough, but like everyone else, she had her weaknesses, her indulgences. She just refused to let anyone know what they were. One Commander Up, however, discovered one of her indulgences when she was aged eighteen. It followed a particularly bad argument, in which Up was refusing to let Taz join him on a mission, because this particular mission was too high maintenance and dangerous for any rookie Rangers to be assigned to. Taz had argued, and yelle

For her first few weeks living with the sisters, Taz wasn't really sure how many days had passed. She was so tired she often fell asleep at random intervals, despite if the sun was up or not. The girls didn't have a clock either, so Taz eventually lost count of how long she'd been there. Instead, she just focused on trying to get her legs to heal. They were still immensely damaged, but as time passed, Taz noticed a distinct change in them. Thanks to Sylvie, Taz began to regain the hope that she might walk out of this house sooner than later, on her own two legs. Sylvie would mix her potions and concoctions filled with medicinal herbs that Ta

Up sat down on one of the comfortable armchairs in one of the main lounges in the G.L.E.E base, a glass of water in hand. He exhaled slowly, running his fingers through his rapidly greying hair. This was a rare chance for him to just relax, before he was called out for another mission. There were some others in the room, just a few ensigns, his old friend Hupes, and another Commanding officer. "Morning, Up." Hupes greeted, sitting opposite him, next to the other Commander. "How are you?" "As well as could be expected," Up sighed, dragging his hands down his face. "Taz 'n I are just waitin' t'be reassigned." "Lieutenant Taz?" The commander

"Mornin' Taz," Up said casually, sat down at a table in the mess hall as his Lieutenant made her way over to him, a cup of coffee in her hand. Taz gave a noncommittal grunt in response and immediately began to drink, not being able to function properly at seven am without a coffee to guide her. Up grinned slightly, and then nodded his head as he was handed a slip of paper from a passing senior officer. Reassignment? He grimaced slightly and unfolded it, scanning his team before he checked the location. Taz was still his lieutenant. Good. Up's eyes moved to the location, and his breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening. "What's with jou

Sticking his head around the door, Up glanced briefly into Taz's bedroom, eyes scanning the area briefly to try and find the lieutenant. Now that he'd finally gotten his balls back (metaphorically speaking) on Bug World, he felt there were a lot of things he needed to talk to Taz about. The only issue was finding her. Up heaved a sigh when he saw that Taz wasn't in the room, and moved to leave, when a small scarlet red book on the bed caught his eye. It was untitled and without any pattern, completely ordinary. However, there was something about the book which compelled Up to move forward and pick it up off the bed, a sense of curiosity over

Six year old Tasmine Lopez, or Tazzie, as she preferred to be called, was very adventurous. In fact, she was probably more adventurous and spirited than the majority of young children in her area, and in her school. As most children did, Tazzie was quite happy to play Starship Rangers all day, and was often made Commander Tazzie when she played the game with her friends, but she was usually voted as commander, because despite being the youngest and the smallest, she was definitely the most enthusiastic. Tazzie took the game very, very seriously. In her eyes, this wasn't a game, it was training for what she wanted to do when she grew up, and