We were now in Clari’s “living room” which was really more of another storage area than a living room. In one corner was another pile of random stuff, and in another was an old radio that Clari had hooked up to listen in on transmissions that were used between government employees, etc. The ceiling was like the rest of the building—a red colored tin and the walls and floors were made from pure concrete. Naturally the room would have been cold if it hadn’t of been for the simulation fireplace/heater Clari had invented from all of the scraps she collected.
She sat down on an overturned bucket that was placed beside the radio and leaned over, her arms resting on her knees, looking at me.
I took my usual spot on a rusted out chair that was the perfect distance from the heater to be comfortable. Victoria and Sean looked around with looks of disgust on their faces. This was no doubt what they were used to, especially since they had been working under Ralphonse III. Victoria took a seat on an overturned radiator and Sean leaned casually against the wall.
“What are they doing here and why did they kidnap me?” Clari asked me again.
I took a deep breath. Oh boy, she was not going to like this. I had been ganged up against by some thugs who wanted the purple card I had gotten and in result people were out to kill us.
“You know that purple card I got after I found that hydropeed in Diagram 18? Well, apparently—”
“Wait,” Clari said, standing. “You two go. We need to talk privately. Whatever you do: Do not. Touch. Anything.”Veronica and Sean looked at each other and slowing got and left the room.
Clari slid a piece of material in place to create a division between her workshop and living room.
Friday, March 11, 2011
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