Flex ('Mancer)

By Ferrett Steinmetz

FLEX: Distilled magic in crystal shape. the main risky drug on the planet. laugh it, and you'll create great coincidences to stay the lifetime of your dreams.

FLUX: The backlash from snorting Flex. The universe hates magic and attempts to rebalance the percentages; perhaps you continue to exist the horrendous injuries the Flex inflicts, might be you don’t.

PAUL TSABO: The obsessed bureaucromancer who’s grew to become bureaucracy right into a magical Beast which may rewrite condominium agreements, conjure rented autos from nowhere, tune down a person who’s ever stuffed out a form.

But whilst all of his formulaic magic can’t store his burned daughter, Paul needs to input the harmful international of Flex purchasers to heal her. other than he’s by no means performed this ahead of – and the punishment for brewing Flex is military conscription and a complete brain-wipe.

File Under: Urban Fantasy [ Magic tablet | Firestarter | Bureaucramancy | The Flex & the Flux ]

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Paul slipped via a filthy kitchen and down the slim stairwell to the basement. the one noise was once his silly foot, whirring because it repositioned his ankle joints on each one step. It appeared louder than ever, as though attempting to converse: hi there, have in mind what occurred the final time you went head-to-head with a ’mancer? That’s correct; you were given me! It didn’t topic. He had to see the magic. in part to ensure, and in part simply because… good, he’d been lured to the magic’s attractiveness ever when you consider that assembly the illustromancer, a moth to the hearth– –Aliyah’s face melting in a caul of flame– The basement had as soon as been a 1970s-style man-cave, entire with pretend wooden paneling and a tiki bar.

Paul flattened himself opposed to the wall as he learned Valentine’s safeguard might input the place of work Paul had selected. Dumb good fortune or magic? Didn’t topic. He readied the taser. perhaps the fake plan he’d created to entice in Gunza may paintings and so they may well run loose. other than because the thug entered the room, Paul observed the Flex residue at the kid’s nostril. He gave it a attempt, achieving out to jam the taser opposed to the kid’s neck. yes sufficient, the taser stuck within the kid’s double-popped collar, discharging harmlessly into cotton.

That’s what she sought after, Paul concept, surprised to numbness. She desired to ruin their civilization, take it from them entire. Aliyah stood silent, taking all of it in, gathering extra facts for her growing to be thesis on insufferable offerings. “We gotta cross back,” Valentine acknowledged. “Back? you could slightly stroll! ” “These humans won't ever stroll back if I don’t… I gotta locate the…” Paul her into the darkened hallways. He referred to as again to Aliyah, who used to be mesmerized through the sight of medical professionals trying to resuscitate a dapper seventy year-old guy in a white tuxedo, his spouse weeping by way of his facet.

You could thieve my magic to evade bullets, hold me imprisoned, even kill Valentine… yet i'm the fucking king of paper. Paul heard the Beast roar as he held out his hand, a legitimate like 1000000 dot-matrix printer hammers falling without delay, the sound of a thousand million dossier drawers slamming close. The clipboard sailed beneath the fireplace, arced round like a Frisbee to land in Paul’s grip. And whilst he observed what Valentine had despatched him, he laughed – as the clipboard held a solution so basic that he couldn’t think it hadn’t happened to him: Revocation of agreement.

Each one of Kit’s E-ZPass toll funds left a bureaucratic list someplace, Kit’s rate experiences marked the place equipment had eaten his distributed foodstuff, Kit’s bank card documents may show the place equipment had stopped to replenish on fuel… The FBI experiences uncurled underneath his fingertips, the letters at the web page marching like ants, helpfully reforming into authorization request varieties at Samaritan Mutual. Paul wadded the file tight back. He’d constantly been a brief reader, analyzing people’s emails over their shoulders ahead of he learned what he used to be doing – his eyes soaking up the phrases ahead of his unsleeping brain may perhaps close it down.

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