Space Opera Part 9 – Railguns

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I eyed Ostermann as she waited for my response, standing next to her in the hallway.

“What do you want to talk about?” I asked.

“It’s sensitive,” she said in a hushed tone, doing an obvious glance at her arm, the PA system showing the yellow status indicator.

“You’ve got it sleeping,” I whispered. “I don’t trust that.”

“Yours is on,” she said.

I chuckled. “Yeah, because there’s no way I’d find my way back to the hangar without it.”

“I’d suggest you turn it off, but…”

“I know, if we’ve both got them turned off and we’re being watched, the level of surveillance will increase,” I whispered.

“You’re concerned too,” she whispered back. “I thought so.”

“Let’s go to my ship. We can chat there. Turn on your PA and think of a reason for going there with me, all right?”

“I’m in charge of the cloaking retrofit, remember?”…

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Bugout! California Part 173 – Lemon Grove

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Jesse drove the pickup truck from Spring Street to Broadway.

Erik was watching the drone feed on Jesse’s phone. “We’re gonna run into a UN roadblock just after we go under the interchange between Highway 94 and Highway 125.”

“Road block? You’re kidding.”

“They might not know how many are with us. They’re not going to stop over two hundred heavily armed vehicles. They’ve got two UN Vans parked diagonal in the road, on Broadway right before Grove Street. There are a bunch more vans west on Lemon Grove Way, but some of the cop cars are heading in that direction.”

“Make sure the rest of the group knows what we’re running into,” Jesse said. “We’re almost there.”

Erik stared at his phone. “Hey, there’s a huge block and brick outlet just before Lemon Grove Way, with plenty of room to park our vehicles. I’ll tell everybody to make a…

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Space Opera Part 8 – Meeting of the Council

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I walked out the rear gate of the Zephyrus, into the cool air of the massive hangar. There were several ships down there, all of them much bigger than ours, two in a state of disassembly. Techs scurried around them, carrying tools and parts, sparks from welders dropping on the floor below them.

“Captain Clarke, thanks for getting here so quickly,” Chairman Vermillion said, reaching out to shake my hand. “Looks like that gold plating stayed on pretty well.” His entourage smiled at me, some of them reaching out to shake hands and state their names.

I chuckled. “Good to meet all of you. Take a look at this.” I walked them over to the section of the hull where the Mosasaur bites were. “The sea monsters were able to mar the finish, but they didn’t get all the way through it.”

“Wow,” Vermillion said, looking closer, reaching up to…

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Space Opera Part 7 – Ocean Base

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I walked into sick bay. The Neanderthal was a few meters inside the door, on a bed with a cast on his arm. He was strapped down, sleeping. Deneuve was on one side of the bed, Dr. Clara Hazelton on the other.

“How is he?” I asked.

“We had to sedate him to set his arm,” Dr. Hazelton said. “He’ll be fine, but he’ll sleep for a while.”

“You try any of the dialects?”

“We’ve tried five of the thirty that Nolan sent,” Deneuve said. “He perked up on one, but I don’t think he understood it.”

“I was just telling Deneuve that we should try the Active Learning System. It’ll probably work for him, if we can get him to wear the apparatus.”

“Will that work with non-humans?” I asked.

“Maybe,” Dr. Hazelton said. “Might be worth a try, but I don’t know how the drug will impact him.

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