"Well transport is sorted," Quintus declared, "if you can just pick the lock and get it...." A red masonry smashed through the passenger side window in a spray of cerama-crys that tinkled musically as it fell. Quintus spun to see Molly distainfully wiping the brick dust off on the legs of her flight suit. Molly smiled and flashed a 'what can you do' smile.

"Sometimes life outpaces metaphor," he observed dryly.

"Yeah yeah," Molly replied, reaching through the broken window to unlock the door and then climbing across into the drivers seat. RU-0k began chirping as Ijin feed began cascading across his screen. Molly grabbed one of his appendages and thrust it into the control board. The ur-bot squawked in irritating but began to power the vehicle on with a soft thrumb.

"All aboard!" Molly called out to her two companions as she began to fiddle with the seat adjustor to make it more comfortable.


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