Funerary Rites 42: Eat a Candy Bar

[aldersprig]

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The tension in the van was slowly receding.  Ezer looked pleased with himself.
“Chitter, good job as always on getting into their systems, and your little bugs are the shit,” he kept on.   “Love ‘em. Allayne - you patched Erramun up so fast, I didn’t even get a chance to see the hole. Thanks. And Senga and Erramun, you guys definitely held their attention and kept to your roles the whole time.” He looked back in the mirror at them.  “Try not to get so bloody next time, all right? It makes me techy.”
Without a word, Chitter passed him a candy bar.  Ezer snorted. “Fine, fine, it makes me bitchy.  I don’t know, Chitter, anything out of that security guard?”
“Allayne triggered something, not an alarm, some sort of tertiary back-up.  Yes, I know I should have caught it, yes, I feel like an idiot for not catching it, but it was really well hidden.  It was - look, here, see?”
“You know it doesn’t mean anything to me,” Ezer complained.

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Comments

[clare_dragonfly]

Uhhh, are they about to crash?!

[aldersprig]

Nope! Ezer is used to getting stressed while driving~

[clare_dragonfly]

I thought Erramun was warning Ezer to be careful and protecting Chitter because the car was about to hit something. But after the next installment I realize he pulled Chitter into the back seat to help deal with her panic attack.

[aldersprig]

ah ha!