CurtailedAmbrosia
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"Mm?" Jenna's confused, a slow glance around at the boat-oh thank God, she hadn't dreamed her escape-and then she sat bolt right-or would've, were it not for the seat belt.
"We're here?" She fights with the harness a minute and gets it off, instantly awake, wired. Ten minutes-they were really here, they were going to do something.
She grabs the protein bar-two of them, actually, she was going to eat poor Tony out of business later-and tries to sit at least a little still. She's ready to go. She's beyond ready to go. "Why not five?"
"Roland's there." Protagonist answers immediately, straight to answers, to information. He was an old name-she'd beaten the hell out of him a few times back in the day. He had served a chunk of a jail sentence-and had had to rehab his knee after what she did to him the last time. If you were going to be foolhardy enough to enter her city after the first go round...
"Fugue. Whitfield flies in for the day shift but radar hasn't shown him in two days."
In her buried base of technology, Protagonist looks at information she's already memorized, then the live satellite images flicking across the screen. It kills part of her that she's here and not there, but it doesn't matter. The kid and Elias were there in her place, it was as good as she could hope for.
"We're here?" She fights with the harness a minute and gets it off, instantly awake, wired. Ten minutes-they were really here, they were going to do something.
She grabs the protein bar-two of them, actually, she was going to eat poor Tony out of business later-and tries to sit at least a little still. She's ready to go. She's beyond ready to go. "Why not five?"
"Roland's there." Protagonist answers immediately, straight to answers, to information. He was an old name-she'd beaten the hell out of him a few times back in the day. He had served a chunk of a jail sentence-and had had to rehab his knee after what she did to him the last time. If you were going to be foolhardy enough to enter her city after the first go round...
"Fugue. Whitfield flies in for the day shift but radar hasn't shown him in two days."
In her buried base of technology, Protagonist looks at information she's already memorized, then the live satellite images flicking across the screen. It kills part of her that she's here and not there, but it doesn't matter. The kid and Elias were there in her place, it was as good as she could hope for.