I don’t think they ever actually talked after…everything happened.” Her fingers momentarily clenched in Heather’s fur, the giant dog curling closer against her side. I talked to Taylor, she was planning to stop by also. I think it’ll be good to see how he’s doing now. For old time’s sake.”Ĭhris looked up, fixing her with a careful stare. He’s doing an outreach program with the community college. “Because he’s annoying and the birds are worse,” Vista said. “Because I have a great singing voice and I’m beautiful and you love me.” I don’t know why I’m supporting your one-man war against the avian interlopers on the Rig.” I’m going to have to report it.”Ĭhris sighed. “Cackled like a little girl as the birds fell into the water.” “Were you using it to poke the seagulls on the railing like I told you not to do?” At least, that was Chris’ working theory.Ĭhris glanced over at Alec as the younger boy played his video game, raising his eyebrow. That there was no way in hell Weld could pass himself off as Missy’s age was the only reason they hadn’t kept him in longer. Oh well, he must not have been around long. Flechette was fun and all, as was the…um…Crap, what was his name?…He’d been…buff…sometimes… After the sheer nightmare shitshow that had followed in Sophia’s murder attempt and Taylor’s rampage, with only himself and Vista left of the original group…It was nice being able to graduate with someone he had grown to trust again. The big man would never admit to it, but Chris was certain he’d quietly accepted someone fudging his official age to allow him to stay with the team as long as possible. In all honesty, Weld probably should have been as well. Thankfully, Rachel herself wasn’t nearby to hear Weld’s comments. Brenda wasn’t nearly as intimidating unless she actively tried to look scary. It was certainly well-trained, but it was terrifying all the same. He couldn’t even really dispute Weld’s claim as Missy’s dog was terrifying. The sparkle in his friend’s eye put the lie to her words. Heather is a big softie and wouldn’t hurt a fly! Just like Brenda,” she said, gesturing to Chris’ - no longer so tiny - dog. “Hey just because Rachel’s therapy pup was big and mean and scary looking doesn’t mean that it wasn’t a therapy puppy. “I still maintain you gave the first rep a heart attack with your rottweiler and that’s why she never came back.” He looked up from his book and rolled his metal eyes at her. “You’ve told us all about thirty times now, Missy,” Weld said, chuckling. It’s hilarious watching them flounder! Did I tell you about how the guy nearly choked on his tongue when I got permission to carry a stun baton?!” “Nice!” One twist of space later and she sprawled on the couch next to him. “I’ll debut the new name as soon as I graduate to the Protectorate.” “So from your expression, I’m guessing the name change went well?” He pet her fur as Missy peaked out of her room. “Did you want that with a stylized ‘u’ or a regular one?”Ĭhris dropped into the couch in the lounge, chuckling, Brenda leaping onto his lap and curling up for a snuggle. Right away, Sir.”Īs he hung up, Chris leaned forward, his smirk something that Lisa would be proud of. It’s just that I was thinking - No, Sir, that’s not what I - No I would never presume to - Certainly, Sir. The PR man’s mouth twitched, but he managed a smile - really a grimace - as he answered the phone. Something closer to -” The PR man was interrupted by the phone on his desk ringing.Ĭhris’ lips stretched wider and he gestured towards the landline. I build two things and it’s out there for the world to see as I swap stuff around on the fly.” People are going to know my specialty anyway, there’s no point in hiding it. And besides, now that I know what my specialty is I want to embrace it. I can’t be Kid Win forever, I’m not a kid anymore. “There’s not really any good Tinker names that aren’t taken. “That strikes me as far too on the nose and far too distant from your original name.” At the chair’s feet, his dog also kept her eyes on the PR man, her doggy leer never dropping. He leaned back in the chair, staring down the PR man with a smile that a less well-inclined man would term ‘predatory’.
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