Status Updates From Finder (Finder Chronicles, #1)

“I’ve spent most of my life finding things. Never thought to go looking for myself. And now I’m someone else entirely. I need some time to get my head around that.”

Ohh my god he launched parasite larva at them. Wow. Awesome.

You harpoon the incarnation of your evil god coming to collect?

😦

“You should get the fuck over that. My professional advice.”

😂

He either went to meet Alvarez and fell back into this whole mess, or he went somewhere else and was free from everything except his conscience, and his own unbearable uselessness.

Lesson: sometimes you just really need to listen to the women in your life

It wasn’t long before he began to hear the sounds of boots. Crouching in the sweltering shadows, his tattered and filthy Firebowl shirt plastered across his body, he considered what an absolutely dumb way his life was about to end: half-drowned in the steamy air, armed with nothing but spoons.

‘Don’t think about how this moment changes you forever.’

He knew he should stay in the rent-a-bunk, lay low until he heard from Alena, not leave Mari alone in a strange city on a strange planet while he went out and pushed his idiot luck for no good reason. The sort of idiot luck that had left him drifting in space, mangled, broken, and bleeding out and two days later had returned him miraculously to full health. Had he genuinely believed there weren’t strings attached?

☝️🧐 Smart

“Fuck that. If everyone always waited till they were ready, we’d all still be fish living on trees.”

“Where do you feel your pull?” the Shielder asked. “That’s how you become unstuck, by going where you are meant to be drawn, or where there are unfinished drawings of you that need completion.” ‘My pull?’ he thought. He felt split into a million pieces. Nothing had ever pulled him, nowhere, not since Mars.

“Run an exterior environmental scan, full sensors.” “Failure. Sensors are unable to return data on ex-ex-exterior of the ship; there is no exterior environmental scan.” There was a pause, then tentatively, “Are you still coming to get me?”🫣 Why is that so scary. How did they convince a mind that there’s nothing outside of it?? Who the heck are these people… They make me think of Q, sort of

It was like being sucked down the world’s largest drinking straw.

“And now you’re an alien experiment, too, except unlike us, everyone knows it about you. You’re a freak.” “Fuck you.”

They turned that guy into a magnetic meat puzzle?????

“‘I don’t care if he’s dying; I’m doing this my way. If he doesn’t like it, he can just die FASTER.’”

Ok now we’re captive and being tortured and mistaken for an assassin. Things sure do keep ramping up.

“He was not as excited about waking up as he should have been, given his expectation that he wouldn’t.”

“He woke up five hours later, corpses and neon-colored organ replicas lurking in the periphery of his mind as he pulled his way back up into consciousness. His room stank like something large and unnatural had come in and died a terrible, gassy death.”

Wow. That escalated.