The Trio Stopped
late at night, while Sherry was asleep,- shiny brass buttons and campaign ribbons
- pointed to a cult
- violently ill after being with him
- duties loomed particularly large
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The trio stopped in the sub’s control room, fanning out to assorted consoles and clusters of levers like this wasn’t the first time they’d been in here.
“Go up and shut the top hatch,” Tesla told Jason. My twin grumbled but began climbing the ladder. Tesla and Reedy Voice shared a giggle.
The man said, “I had to do my practice runs late at night, while Sherry was asleep, so I really haven’t been getting as much rest as I should. But I feel ready.”
“I’m sure you’ll do great,” Tesla replied. “One day you’ll have a command of your own, and a chest weighed down with shiny brass buttons and campaign ribbons.”
A loud clank from above signaled Jason’s imminent return.
“Sherry still knew something was up,” Reedy Voice went on. “I’m sure she thought my mysterious comings and goings, the change in how I dressed, all pointed to a cult. If she only knew how wrong she was.”
“Or how right,” Jason said as he reached the bottom of the ladder.
“Don’t sound so much like Yves, please,” Tesla groaned. She threw a lever and thunderous sloshing noises resounded down the length of the hull. “You know I was violently ill after being with him the first time. I should have known then, but at the time it seemed my agency duties loomed particularly large, and blotted out my common sense.”
She threw the next lever, and I felt the vessel’s movement.
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