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Curse of M, Chapter TwentyRatiri barely had time to put on something more sensible before Geezer dragged him off. Gerald and Katje were to stay behind, but Geezer refused to be left out of military action, and Ratiri refused to be controlled, period.Curse of M, Chapter Twenty by SpamWarrior21
The ever-resourceful Julifer had scared up fatigues and boots for him, along with gloves and a heavy jacket. At least he wouldn't freeze to death.
He almost ran headlong into Miranda when they met up at a Door. She was being followed by a man and a woman locked in a fierce argument, and regarded them both with badly-frayed patience.
"If she wants to go up with the Washington convoy, let her," she snapped. "As long as she knows what she's getting into, it can't hurt anything. Now both of you, bugger off."
She shook her head as they retreated, and led Ratiri and Geezer through the Door, into a long tunnel of chilly concrete.
"What was that about?" Geezer asked.
"We've got some auxiliary forces coming up from Washington State," she said, pulling an aviator hat onto he
Curse of M, Chapter EighteenVon Ratched went to F wing, but his mind was not on his work. Mary, the human hovercraft, didn't receive nearly as much attention as she should -- something she was probably grateful for.Curse of M, Chapter Eighteen by SpamWarrior21
Lorna's flinch had disturbed him. He'd scared her enough times before now, but she'd weaponized that fear, turned it back against him. This was something new -- something very, very bad. If she was afraid enough to so blatantly betray it to him…well, for one thing, he was sure she'd try to kill him again. Sleeping in his apartment would not be a wise course of action.
For the first time, he truly wondered just what the hell he'd gotten himself into. He'd known from the start this wouldn't be easy, but now he was honestly questioning whether or not it was even possible. He'd never given up on anything in his life, but Lorna was…Lorna.
Perhaps he should move her to her own apartment for a while. A Spartan apartment, with nothing she could turn into a weapon, but somewhere she could sleep in