So that’s who shows up… this time and so far. The fact that in the last installment President Dysart saw drones in the air means to me that Faustina is at very least in live contact with her legions if not seeing into the Void, as well.
Allow me to preen over the touch that had Fausta’s simulacrum of her god-daughter not have any burn scarring. It’s quite possible as a machine, Fausta is not even aware of her namesake’s permanent damage.
It looks as if the young general is trying very hard to be diplomatic for once. I wonder if she can keep it together?
Continue reading “Generally speaking”
Getting to know a little more about the current situation in and around GSS President Dysart. I don’t see him in my head as a bad actor, per se. I do wonder why his administration decided to choke off Louisiana’s trade… antagonizing Texas in the process. When I need to know I suppose they will tell me.
This transition scene is rather brief. I want to see what kind of fireworks – if any – there are once he meets Faustina Hartmann. I wonder: will he be meeting the General or the Empress?
Continue reading “Known Unknowns”
This is something I’ve never done before: the next section of ‘Empress Crusade’ will be told from a different perspective. Specifically, that of the President of the Gulf Shore States. His internal voice is the one we shall hear and we will see Faustina and her army through his eyes. I am very curious to see how she comes across… self-confident? Pushy? Crazy as a rat in a coffee can?
Let’s go see!
Continue reading “President Dysart”
From her personal mistake of going on recon nearly by herself in unknown territory, it is now pointed out to our genius that she has done the same thing to her entire command, putting thousands of lives at risk.
Her other family, in the form of her god-mother and her sister-in-law’s father, take Faustina to task on this point to make her older. At least there is some good news at the end.
Continue reading “Another scolding”
General Hartmann gets some human intelligence back and is told that for the safety of her army, she needs more. Time to get back to the scifi elements of my future history. It’s just been difficult to do in her current low-tech environment.
Continue reading “Phoning it in”
With nothing else to do but wait for her centurion, Chesney, to return with some human intelligence as to what the local situation is, Faustina takes a tour around her army’s line before a short nap. A bit of a transitional scene.
Continue reading “Marking time”
Okay, she made it out without a slap or spanking. Barely. Still, Faustina got the dressing down she well deserved. But will it take? We’ll see. In the mean time, they all realized they are scores of miles into unknown territory facing an unknown potential enemy. What they need more than anything else is intel. Senior Centurion Chesney then makes an ill-timed appearance.
Continue reading “Busted, pt2”
A surprise for Faustina and rather than being pissed off she nearly gets pissed on. Time to beat a quick retreat to base… where her legates have been wondering where in bloody hell their General and Empress disappeared to… I’ll bet USD10 that Gibson spanks her.
Continue reading “Busted, pt1”
The young general is able to push her boys forward in the night but grows increasingly concerned that they are pressing further and further into the unknown. Once to a temporary laager, tired herself and not thinking too clearly, Faustina makes a foolish decision.
Continue reading “Walkies”
Not about to get her army trapped in place for a week or even for days, Faustina proves her earlier guess correct: her boys were going to pay for their days of easy marching. On the heels of a 45-mile day, they must cover another 25… and the rain from the hurricane is starting to fall…
Continue reading “It was a dark and stormy night…”