"Wait!" said Katie urgently, forcing herself to act despite Charon's insane move. "What if I were to say... you can have the girl. She's changed. She used to be endearing, in her own way. She brought us together. But, now, she's only concerned with appearing strong. We do still need her... but only as a figurehead. If she keeps going the way she has been, she will turn too much of Omnibus against her. For her sake, I have been trying to think of ways keep her out of our affairs, if only for a while. But I haven't the slightest idea how to convince her." Katie sighed. "I trust you realize that I'm putting my neck on the line by telling you all this. The Oracle would be furious. But this is for her own good. Will you help me?"
***
Alice crinkled up her nose at the sight of her mashed potatoes, which bore a rounded off mark where one of her servants had tested the food for poison. Before the virus hit, she had never been willing to share her food with anyone - it was so icky! - but, now, the measure was necessary. She sighed and took a bite. The food was passable, of course, but it was bland compared to what her mother used to make. With a scowl, she set out a napkin on her lap, covering her dark skirt. To make matters all the more disappointing, there were no cookies to be had - after that stupid medic had threatened to use his samples on her, she could hardly trust anything he brought to her, even if they did pass all the purity tests.
After eating, Alice turned on her monitor and connected with the head of her Acquirers.
"Captain, I have an assignment for you. Mr. Farley needs some parts - I have sent to the list. I want you and your team to go out to the nearest junkyard that calls itself a store and get them. Oh, and keep your eyes open for cookies..."
***
Alice crinkled up her nose at the sight of her mashed potatoes, which bore a rounded off mark where one of her servants had tested the food for poison. Before the virus hit, she had never been willing to share her food with anyone - it was so icky! - but, now, the measure was necessary. She sighed and took a bite. The food was passable, of course, but it was bland compared to what her mother used to make. With a scowl, she set out a napkin on her lap, covering her dark skirt. To make matters all the more disappointing, there were no cookies to be had - after that stupid medic had threatened to use his samples on her, she could hardly trust anything he brought to her, even if they did pass all the purity tests.
After eating, Alice turned on her monitor and connected with the head of her Acquirers.
"Captain, I have an assignment for you. Mr. Farley needs some parts - I have sent to the list. I want you and your team to go out to the nearest junkyard that calls itself a store and get them. Oh, and keep your eyes open for cookies..."