Camping Ch 14

 

Quadrant 1A was bustling. Soldiers everywhere, technicians, even a few robots. He wasn't in a hurry, though. He needed to decide what  to do. Should he just show up with Maia? How were they going to react in Command? 

He flipped on the comm. 

"Mallory?"

"What?"

"Are we... good? Should I... show up?"

"Where else are you going to go?"

"With Maia."

"Well... that's a tough call. I mean, she's kinda safe with you. On the other hand, you can't keep her by you like a pet." Giggling. "I'd take her back to her unit and then talk to Stella when you get back here. I'll help as much as I can."

"Alright."

"Things are bad. She's probably going to be too busy to worry about your girlfriend anyway."

"She's not my..." he stopped. Was she?

She was looking at him. 

"Alright. And... thank you." 

"Sure. Hang in there, Mai." 

"Oh, like she knows me," Maia rolled her eyes. 

They came to a junction. Joon wasn't sure where they were but had a rough idea. They turned right and almost ran into a cart being pushed by a frazzled looking technician. Joon had to look again.- there were what looked like robot heads filling the cart. One almost toppled out but Maia was able to save it. They hastened on, Joon ignoring the expectant look from her. 

"Okay, we're going to get you to your unit," Joon said. "I want you to sit tight and not worry. I'll take care of Stella." 

"That's reassuring." 

"I don't want you to worry. It'll be fine." 

"As long as she doesn't dump you in a trash chute as well." 

"Thanks for the confidence," he replied drily. 

"Sorry. I'm just understandably nervous."

"I know. Me too. We'll figure this out." 

As they came into familiar areas there was a commotion up ahead. They rounded the corner and Joon was wondering what could possibly go wrong- up ahead there was a shimmering in the air, like a doorway but it was oddly formed. Magenta light shone from the portal and there were people stepping through. 

The comm crackled on. 

"Joon, we're getting strange reports..." 

Joon was slack jawed, because Mallory had just appeared in the portal. Stepped through, looking at him. Smiled. 

"Well, Mallory. I'm looking at you."

"Huh? I'm here. How can that be?"

"Well, you're walking my way."   

Sunday Post #506

 

So another writing week. I posted chapter ten of To Love Is Human- two YEARS after the last installment. I've also got 37 chapters of Camping written.     

Here is this week's lyric. 

Meanwhile have another beer        

Here is the lyric f/ last week and the answer      

The sun goes down the night rolls in 

You can feel it starting all over again       

       

   Song of the week

PULP COVER OF THE WEEK: 

I want to highlight some art that just screams to be a story. Some of the art from Youtube ambient channels is awesome.   

Remember Frampton? I love the fans at 3:12...