An; well, her we go. Another chappie up. Golly I feel proud. Golly. Where
did that word come from? I sound like my grandmother. Heaven forbid!!!
Works Out.
Linna got a very, very, very boring job. She sat at a desk all day. She wrote all day. It was just like a Hugh Geit, except there was no Mesae to help her out. Her boss was a cranky bald man that she had to call sergeant Mc Alister. He was as much of a pervert as her old boss, and hit on her at least once a day. Linna had to refrain from getting physical, but that didn't stop her complaining bitterly to Susan, who worked across the hall from her. The other people in her area were friendly but refrained from any contact. She was, apparently, beneath them.
Leon and Daley were assigned to patrol the perimeter, the worst job, especially if you got the noon day shift. Their first day they got burnt. Their second it peeled. Their third they tanned and the tans had darkened ever since. Leon was in the sulks again as he couldn't find anything out about where Priss was. Daley put up with him, just thinking 'it will all be over soon. It will all be over soon. PLEASE let it all be over soon!'
The one good thing that happened a week after she got there. She had been flirting with one of the security guards all week, knowing he was a guard on the cells that ran under the compound. On the Friday of her first week he consented to let her have a look, which was of course what she'd been aiming at.
His name was Tim and he was quite happy to show off how in control he was. Linna followed him down the rows of cells, most empty, looking intently into each one. At the very end of the very last dark tiled corridor Tim pointed proudly to Linna,
"This ones the worst we have. She won't tell us her name and she won't talk. Thieve been starving her to try and make her talk but she just wont budge. When we let her out of her cell last she attacked me." He said bravely, puffing out his chest. Knowing that he expected her to gush about his bravery, she did so.
"Could I have a look through the glass?" Linna asked, referring to the electronically locked viewing window that each cell had. Tim unlocked the shutters with the code which Linna recorded silently in her mind, her excitement making her blood roar. The shutters slid open and Linna looked through. There was a flat bench opposite her. On the bench a thin woman laid, her back to the glass, but Linna had no doubt as to her identity.
Just then, one of the prisoners down the corridor made a racket, and Tim hesitated, unsure of what to do. Linna smiled at him, silently thanking providence,
"I'll be alright, you go on. I've never been this close to someone so dangerous,"
Images flashed through her mind, Galatea. If she hadn't been dangerous then Linna didn't know what was, "it'll be fine. She can't get at me." She reassured the guard. He nodded and hurried off to the row.
Linna turned back to the glass and tapped hurriedly. Priss flinched but didn't turn over. Linna resisted the urge to yell at her through the glass and pressed a button.
"Priss! Can you hear me?"
****
"Priss! Can you hear me?"
Priss moved her shoulders, trying to get comfortable. She was dreaming again, Linna was calling her. Before Linna it had been Leon. She sighed.
"Priss!!" the voice sounded desperate. The dream like Priss knew she would have to help her friend, and knew too that she would wake bitterly alone. She rolled over, and in her dream saw Linna standing over her, watching her sadly. The dream Linna said, "Wake up Priss. It's happening." In Sylia's voice.
Priss obeyed. She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a pair of enchanting, familiar eyes. Without blinking Priss at up, and, as if in trance she walked to the glass and pressed a hand onto the glass. Linna smiled and pressed her hand against the other side. Their warmth heated up the glass and for the first time in almost three months Priss felt the warmth of human contact. A tear escaped her right eye, rolling down her cheek.
Linna's eyes spoke more than she could say. Priss saw the promise and nodded. Linna smiled so wildly that her mouth ached. Then a security guard appeared and the contact was broken and Linna was pulled away, sending a heart wrenching glance back at her friend. After the shutter closed Priss, who still hadn't moved her hand slowly slid down the wall and began to sob.
***
"I still can't believe you got some reaction out of her!" Tim was exclaiming ten minutes later. Linna was frowning, trying to hold back tears; her friend was so thin...
"Tim, I have some friends here, but I can't get in touch with them because they work outside most days." Linna had found out what Leon and Daley were doing by asking another guard, "Do you think you could deliver a message for me?"
"Sure, Linna, what do you want me to say?"
"I'll write it down. All you have to do is give it to Daley Wong or Leon McNicholls."
Linna scribbled a message on a piece of spare paper and handed it to him, "promise me you won't read it."
"I promise." Said Tim surprised.
"Thank you."
Linna went back to work, and Tim went about his errand, with the uncanny feeling he'd been used.
Daley was relaxing in the staff lounge when Tim, a friendly bloke from Linna's section found him. He wordlessly handed him a piece of paper and then disappeared.
Daley unfolded the piece of paper and what he read had him running to find Leon, who was in the showers.
Leon read the note;
It read, "hey guys I hope you're ok. Remember why we're here? Well, mission accomplished. Meet me at the garage at midnight." It was signed LY.
Linna was waiting when they arrived, standing next to a large crate in the dark.
"Where is she?" demanded Leon immediately. Linna glared at him, "it's nice to see you too, Leon, how are you?"
Daley almost smiled, seeing his friend so taken aback.
"Priss is in a cell upstairs. They've been starving her."
"Bastards." Muttered Daley.
Leon's face agreed with him, but he was too angry to say anything.
"They've been trying to figure out the hard suit. They have the hard suit in a safe, along with all the information they've managed to get of it." Said Linna, leaning against the crate and folding her arms,
"We need to get both out as soon as possible."
"How?" grumbled Daley, glaring at the floor.
"I'm not sure, but I think I'll let you two take care of Priss. I'll get the hard suit."
"And how are you going to do that?" asked Daley sarcastically, "more importantly, how are we going to get out here?"
Linna smiled and patted the crate, "Nene has sent us a present." She lifted the lid long enough fro them to get a good look at the contents, and then dropped it in place. Daley was grinning, Leon was almost smiling.
"The code to open Priss' cell is two oh three four nine seven." Linna said, tugging her jacket closer around her.
"Two oh three four nine seven." Repeated Leon with a nod, "where shall we meet?"
"Well, I'll find you; it'll be quicker that way. Just get yourselves down here and onto the bikes and out as soon as possible, and ignore whatever noise I choose to make. The bikes will be right here, keys in the wheels. Okay?"
"You've got it well worked out." Commented Daley, holding out his hand, "good luck."
Linna grinned, "Thanks." She turned to Leon and held out her hand. There was a tense moment while Leon thought about it, but he put out his hand and shook, "luck."
"You too, tell Priss she'll be seeing me soon."
The two men hurried away. Linna watched them go. They would be long gone before the compound figured out what was happening, she would make sure of that. She turned to the crate and began to pull things out.
Daley and Leon where almost at the cells when the first explosion rocked the compound. Alarms screamed and the ground shook. Dust fell from the ceiling. They heard screams from far away. Daley looked at Leon, and couldn't help but grin, "she's providing a good distraction." Leon nodded. Every three or so minute another explosion blew. They hurried on.
She knew when the explosions started, just knew that it was Linna and she would be out soon.Priss looked up when the door opened. Her face went white when Leon charged into the room. He wrapped his arms around her and Priss almost choked on her gasp of surprise.
"Leon?" she gasped, "Linna didn't say..."
"Linna didn't have time," said Daley from the doorway, "and we have to move."
"Where to?"
"Garage."
Leon carried her. Priss protested almost the entire way, but had to admit it was a nice feeling. She let out a little shriek when she saw the two bikes, one red, one green, both motoslaves. Leon chuckled, and swung a leg over behind her.
"Which way?" Priss yelled over the roar of the bike. Leon shook his head and handed her a helmet. There was a comm link in it.
"Which way? Where's Linna?" she asked.
"Gates, that way. And, can't you here the explosions?" Daley, on the green bike pointed. They took off, squealing tires and leaving a trail of smoke.
Linna jumped out the window, three stories up. She fired her thrusters and dropped another grenade, accelerating away from the compound. She was enjoying herself immensely. She heard a noise and turned, still floating in mid air. Two bikes were speeding along the track to the gates. Before she followed them, she had one more thing to do.
The safe didn't have a hope against her cutters. She pulled out the suit, or rather the remains of Priss' suit and stared at the wings still attached. She then pulled the pin from a grenade, dropped it into the safe on top of the papers, and, still gripping the suit took off.
"Shit!" yelped Daley, suddenly swerving ahead of Priss and Leon. Priss reacted instantly and skidded to a stop. There was a hole opening in the ground in front of Daley's bike, and even in the darkness of the desert night they could see what came out...
"CRAP!!" yelped Priss. It was almost thirty feet tall, with enough armour to be a tank, no, a legion of tanks, and enough guns to kill an army. It was, without a doubt, a boomer.
"This is sooooo not good." Said Priss, staring up in horror.
Linna saw it the moment it appeared. 'Well, well, well' she thought with a grin as she sped through the air towards her friends, 'they have boomers here. I'm sure that's illegal after what happened in Tokyo.' She chuckled anyway; it would be fun to give her hard suit a good work out. She carefully put the slag of a suit in her arms down.
The boomer raised its left arm, a gun attached. The others were accelerating away when they heard the boomer give an angry roar. Priss looked back, and stopped the bike. The boomer was now missing its left arm.
"Linna?" she asked in amazement.
"Yep. We have to go, she'll catch up." Said Daley, revving his motorslave.
"But..."
"She can take care of herself-" Leon began, but was interrupted by a burst of static,
"What are you waiting for? Get going!" Linna's voice was enraged. She ducked a shot from the boomer and the missile impacted the ground harmlessly.
"Yes ma'am!" said Daley, and took off. Priss was going to argue when Linna added, "I'll meet you back at the hotel, but for goodness sakes Hurry up!
****
"Sylia!!" the voice shrieked over the loud speaker at Silky Doll.
"Linna?" asked Sylia, going to a computer screen. And logging onto the communicator. A picture appeared on the screen and Sylia yelped, bringing Mackey, Nene and Nigel running.
"I need to know how to get rid of this as quickly as possible, my battery power is low....ARRRRGG!!"
"Linna?" called Sylia anxiously.
"I'm here, but this boomer is—so DAMN IT! - Hard to--" Linna grunted and even from where they were the four friends in Tokyo heard the screech of metal.
"Linna?" called Nene,
"Just find out how to kill this thing!!" Linna called her voice sharp with pain.
She landed on the boomers back, cutting of the boomers other arm. Unfortunately it had a concussion pack and blew her skywards. She tumbled for a minute trying to right herself and then Sylia's voice came over the comm,
"It's a small boomer in a large suit, like the one that went rogue that time in Tokyo. You have to break open the armour. Linna, do you understand?"
"Yes I, OW!" a missile sent her flying backwards.
"Linna?"
"I'm alright, hang on."
Linna fired her thrusters and rose higher. On the horizon she could see the two bikes. She suddenly pointed her head down, and began to fall towards the boomer. She fired her thrusters and slammed into the boomers armour, cracking it. She grabbed the two pieces and pulled. With its armour gone, the boomer had no chance.
The others looked back at the explosion. It rocked the sand around them, and when they saw the fireball rise they knew that the boomer was gone.
"Linna?" asked Priss quietly.
"What are you waiting for?"
They turned back to face forwards. Linna was standing in front of them, hands on hips. Her hard suit was the same as her first one, the liquid metal being too hard to transport. The slag of a hard suit was resting on the ground in front of her.
"That was quick."
"Hard suits are. Meet me at the airport. I've got to go, my battery is almost out."
"Will you make it?" asked Daley anxiously.
The green armour shrugged, "you can pick me up if I- SHIT! GO!" she grabbed the wreck of a suit.
Behind them, accelerating over the dunes on buggies and other transports came the rest of the compound personnel.
"They figured it out too quick!" hissed Linna as she took to the air, "we're gonna have to move."
The two motor slaves' took off, the knight Saber streaking above them.
Every second was a nail biting affair. Linna, up in the air had a good look at everything, and wasn't concerned, but the three on the ground could not see beyond the next dune and were hollow with fear.
The border was a dune. There was no white line, no big fence, just the border. They went over it, and were back in Cairo in no time. Linna had separated from her friends just before the border. She was currently talking to Sylia.
"Ok, I'll send it as soon as."
"Make it sooner." Urged Linna, and turned of the comm. She landed at Michaels building, stepped out of the suit, and at Michaels urging, shared a meal with Mary and him. But, spending the day in the air and most of the night on tenterhooks had her exhausted and she fell asleep on the couch.
Priss and Leon had a good time. Daley crashed, so they had the apartment to themselves. It's probably best that what went on isn't mentioned, but suffice to say that they were very happy the next morning.
All three were just sitting down to breakfast when the phone beeped. Daley pressed the required button and Linna's face filled the screen.
"Linna! Where are you?" Daley asked immediately.
"Michaels. I can't talk long, but I'll meet you at the airport at one."
"Are we leaving?"
"Yes. Sylia's got something organized for us. Its probably best that you don't use the motoslaves, the Libyan police have a price on the owners heads, but if you feel speed is more important than safety...its up to you."
"Right..."
"Linna turned to Priss, smiling, "what do you think of our little rescue mission? Are you feeling better?" Linna's glance flickered between Priss in Leon, and she added, "no, don't answer that, just tell me what you thought."
"Could have been better executed." Said Priss in a mock serious tone.
"Right. Anything in particular?" Linna played along.
"ummm, well, there should have been a big meal waiting when we arrived here."
Linna laughed, "I'll make a note of it for future reference. See you at one."
The screen winked out.
An; im tired. Im going to sleep. SNORE! Oops. Sorry. R&R.
Works Out.
Linna got a very, very, very boring job. She sat at a desk all day. She wrote all day. It was just like a Hugh Geit, except there was no Mesae to help her out. Her boss was a cranky bald man that she had to call sergeant Mc Alister. He was as much of a pervert as her old boss, and hit on her at least once a day. Linna had to refrain from getting physical, but that didn't stop her complaining bitterly to Susan, who worked across the hall from her. The other people in her area were friendly but refrained from any contact. She was, apparently, beneath them.
Leon and Daley were assigned to patrol the perimeter, the worst job, especially if you got the noon day shift. Their first day they got burnt. Their second it peeled. Their third they tanned and the tans had darkened ever since. Leon was in the sulks again as he couldn't find anything out about where Priss was. Daley put up with him, just thinking 'it will all be over soon. It will all be over soon. PLEASE let it all be over soon!'
The one good thing that happened a week after she got there. She had been flirting with one of the security guards all week, knowing he was a guard on the cells that ran under the compound. On the Friday of her first week he consented to let her have a look, which was of course what she'd been aiming at.
His name was Tim and he was quite happy to show off how in control he was. Linna followed him down the rows of cells, most empty, looking intently into each one. At the very end of the very last dark tiled corridor Tim pointed proudly to Linna,
"This ones the worst we have. She won't tell us her name and she won't talk. Thieve been starving her to try and make her talk but she just wont budge. When we let her out of her cell last she attacked me." He said bravely, puffing out his chest. Knowing that he expected her to gush about his bravery, she did so.
"Could I have a look through the glass?" Linna asked, referring to the electronically locked viewing window that each cell had. Tim unlocked the shutters with the code which Linna recorded silently in her mind, her excitement making her blood roar. The shutters slid open and Linna looked through. There was a flat bench opposite her. On the bench a thin woman laid, her back to the glass, but Linna had no doubt as to her identity.
Just then, one of the prisoners down the corridor made a racket, and Tim hesitated, unsure of what to do. Linna smiled at him, silently thanking providence,
"I'll be alright, you go on. I've never been this close to someone so dangerous,"
Images flashed through her mind, Galatea. If she hadn't been dangerous then Linna didn't know what was, "it'll be fine. She can't get at me." She reassured the guard. He nodded and hurried off to the row.
Linna turned back to the glass and tapped hurriedly. Priss flinched but didn't turn over. Linna resisted the urge to yell at her through the glass and pressed a button.
"Priss! Can you hear me?"
****
"Priss! Can you hear me?"
Priss moved her shoulders, trying to get comfortable. She was dreaming again, Linna was calling her. Before Linna it had been Leon. She sighed.
"Priss!!" the voice sounded desperate. The dream like Priss knew she would have to help her friend, and knew too that she would wake bitterly alone. She rolled over, and in her dream saw Linna standing over her, watching her sadly. The dream Linna said, "Wake up Priss. It's happening." In Sylia's voice.
Priss obeyed. She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a pair of enchanting, familiar eyes. Without blinking Priss at up, and, as if in trance she walked to the glass and pressed a hand onto the glass. Linna smiled and pressed her hand against the other side. Their warmth heated up the glass and for the first time in almost three months Priss felt the warmth of human contact. A tear escaped her right eye, rolling down her cheek.
Linna's eyes spoke more than she could say. Priss saw the promise and nodded. Linna smiled so wildly that her mouth ached. Then a security guard appeared and the contact was broken and Linna was pulled away, sending a heart wrenching glance back at her friend. After the shutter closed Priss, who still hadn't moved her hand slowly slid down the wall and began to sob.
***
"I still can't believe you got some reaction out of her!" Tim was exclaiming ten minutes later. Linna was frowning, trying to hold back tears; her friend was so thin...
"Tim, I have some friends here, but I can't get in touch with them because they work outside most days." Linna had found out what Leon and Daley were doing by asking another guard, "Do you think you could deliver a message for me?"
"Sure, Linna, what do you want me to say?"
"I'll write it down. All you have to do is give it to Daley Wong or Leon McNicholls."
Linna scribbled a message on a piece of spare paper and handed it to him, "promise me you won't read it."
"I promise." Said Tim surprised.
"Thank you."
Linna went back to work, and Tim went about his errand, with the uncanny feeling he'd been used.
Daley was relaxing in the staff lounge when Tim, a friendly bloke from Linna's section found him. He wordlessly handed him a piece of paper and then disappeared.
Daley unfolded the piece of paper and what he read had him running to find Leon, who was in the showers.
Leon read the note;
It read, "hey guys I hope you're ok. Remember why we're here? Well, mission accomplished. Meet me at the garage at midnight." It was signed LY.
Linna was waiting when they arrived, standing next to a large crate in the dark.
"Where is she?" demanded Leon immediately. Linna glared at him, "it's nice to see you too, Leon, how are you?"
Daley almost smiled, seeing his friend so taken aback.
"Priss is in a cell upstairs. They've been starving her."
"Bastards." Muttered Daley.
Leon's face agreed with him, but he was too angry to say anything.
"They've been trying to figure out the hard suit. They have the hard suit in a safe, along with all the information they've managed to get of it." Said Linna, leaning against the crate and folding her arms,
"We need to get both out as soon as possible."
"How?" grumbled Daley, glaring at the floor.
"I'm not sure, but I think I'll let you two take care of Priss. I'll get the hard suit."
"And how are you going to do that?" asked Daley sarcastically, "more importantly, how are we going to get out here?"
Linna smiled and patted the crate, "Nene has sent us a present." She lifted the lid long enough fro them to get a good look at the contents, and then dropped it in place. Daley was grinning, Leon was almost smiling.
"The code to open Priss' cell is two oh three four nine seven." Linna said, tugging her jacket closer around her.
"Two oh three four nine seven." Repeated Leon with a nod, "where shall we meet?"
"Well, I'll find you; it'll be quicker that way. Just get yourselves down here and onto the bikes and out as soon as possible, and ignore whatever noise I choose to make. The bikes will be right here, keys in the wheels. Okay?"
"You've got it well worked out." Commented Daley, holding out his hand, "good luck."
Linna grinned, "Thanks." She turned to Leon and held out her hand. There was a tense moment while Leon thought about it, but he put out his hand and shook, "luck."
"You too, tell Priss she'll be seeing me soon."
The two men hurried away. Linna watched them go. They would be long gone before the compound figured out what was happening, she would make sure of that. She turned to the crate and began to pull things out.
Daley and Leon where almost at the cells when the first explosion rocked the compound. Alarms screamed and the ground shook. Dust fell from the ceiling. They heard screams from far away. Daley looked at Leon, and couldn't help but grin, "she's providing a good distraction." Leon nodded. Every three or so minute another explosion blew. They hurried on.
She knew when the explosions started, just knew that it was Linna and she would be out soon.Priss looked up when the door opened. Her face went white when Leon charged into the room. He wrapped his arms around her and Priss almost choked on her gasp of surprise.
"Leon?" she gasped, "Linna didn't say..."
"Linna didn't have time," said Daley from the doorway, "and we have to move."
"Where to?"
"Garage."
Leon carried her. Priss protested almost the entire way, but had to admit it was a nice feeling. She let out a little shriek when she saw the two bikes, one red, one green, both motoslaves. Leon chuckled, and swung a leg over behind her.
"Which way?" Priss yelled over the roar of the bike. Leon shook his head and handed her a helmet. There was a comm link in it.
"Which way? Where's Linna?" she asked.
"Gates, that way. And, can't you here the explosions?" Daley, on the green bike pointed. They took off, squealing tires and leaving a trail of smoke.
Linna jumped out the window, three stories up. She fired her thrusters and dropped another grenade, accelerating away from the compound. She was enjoying herself immensely. She heard a noise and turned, still floating in mid air. Two bikes were speeding along the track to the gates. Before she followed them, she had one more thing to do.
The safe didn't have a hope against her cutters. She pulled out the suit, or rather the remains of Priss' suit and stared at the wings still attached. She then pulled the pin from a grenade, dropped it into the safe on top of the papers, and, still gripping the suit took off.
"Shit!" yelped Daley, suddenly swerving ahead of Priss and Leon. Priss reacted instantly and skidded to a stop. There was a hole opening in the ground in front of Daley's bike, and even in the darkness of the desert night they could see what came out...
"CRAP!!" yelped Priss. It was almost thirty feet tall, with enough armour to be a tank, no, a legion of tanks, and enough guns to kill an army. It was, without a doubt, a boomer.
"This is sooooo not good." Said Priss, staring up in horror.
Linna saw it the moment it appeared. 'Well, well, well' she thought with a grin as she sped through the air towards her friends, 'they have boomers here. I'm sure that's illegal after what happened in Tokyo.' She chuckled anyway; it would be fun to give her hard suit a good work out. She carefully put the slag of a suit in her arms down.
The boomer raised its left arm, a gun attached. The others were accelerating away when they heard the boomer give an angry roar. Priss looked back, and stopped the bike. The boomer was now missing its left arm.
"Linna?" she asked in amazement.
"Yep. We have to go, she'll catch up." Said Daley, revving his motorslave.
"But..."
"She can take care of herself-" Leon began, but was interrupted by a burst of static,
"What are you waiting for? Get going!" Linna's voice was enraged. She ducked a shot from the boomer and the missile impacted the ground harmlessly.
"Yes ma'am!" said Daley, and took off. Priss was going to argue when Linna added, "I'll meet you back at the hotel, but for goodness sakes Hurry up!
****
"Sylia!!" the voice shrieked over the loud speaker at Silky Doll.
"Linna?" asked Sylia, going to a computer screen. And logging onto the communicator. A picture appeared on the screen and Sylia yelped, bringing Mackey, Nene and Nigel running.
"I need to know how to get rid of this as quickly as possible, my battery power is low....ARRRRGG!!"
"Linna?" called Sylia anxiously.
"I'm here, but this boomer is—so DAMN IT! - Hard to--" Linna grunted and even from where they were the four friends in Tokyo heard the screech of metal.
"Linna?" called Nene,
"Just find out how to kill this thing!!" Linna called her voice sharp with pain.
She landed on the boomers back, cutting of the boomers other arm. Unfortunately it had a concussion pack and blew her skywards. She tumbled for a minute trying to right herself and then Sylia's voice came over the comm,
"It's a small boomer in a large suit, like the one that went rogue that time in Tokyo. You have to break open the armour. Linna, do you understand?"
"Yes I, OW!" a missile sent her flying backwards.
"Linna?"
"I'm alright, hang on."
Linna fired her thrusters and rose higher. On the horizon she could see the two bikes. She suddenly pointed her head down, and began to fall towards the boomer. She fired her thrusters and slammed into the boomers armour, cracking it. She grabbed the two pieces and pulled. With its armour gone, the boomer had no chance.
The others looked back at the explosion. It rocked the sand around them, and when they saw the fireball rise they knew that the boomer was gone.
"Linna?" asked Priss quietly.
"What are you waiting for?"
They turned back to face forwards. Linna was standing in front of them, hands on hips. Her hard suit was the same as her first one, the liquid metal being too hard to transport. The slag of a hard suit was resting on the ground in front of her.
"That was quick."
"Hard suits are. Meet me at the airport. I've got to go, my battery is almost out."
"Will you make it?" asked Daley anxiously.
The green armour shrugged, "you can pick me up if I- SHIT! GO!" she grabbed the wreck of a suit.
Behind them, accelerating over the dunes on buggies and other transports came the rest of the compound personnel.
"They figured it out too quick!" hissed Linna as she took to the air, "we're gonna have to move."
The two motor slaves' took off, the knight Saber streaking above them.
Every second was a nail biting affair. Linna, up in the air had a good look at everything, and wasn't concerned, but the three on the ground could not see beyond the next dune and were hollow with fear.
The border was a dune. There was no white line, no big fence, just the border. They went over it, and were back in Cairo in no time. Linna had separated from her friends just before the border. She was currently talking to Sylia.
"Ok, I'll send it as soon as."
"Make it sooner." Urged Linna, and turned of the comm. She landed at Michaels building, stepped out of the suit, and at Michaels urging, shared a meal with Mary and him. But, spending the day in the air and most of the night on tenterhooks had her exhausted and she fell asleep on the couch.
Priss and Leon had a good time. Daley crashed, so they had the apartment to themselves. It's probably best that what went on isn't mentioned, but suffice to say that they were very happy the next morning.
All three were just sitting down to breakfast when the phone beeped. Daley pressed the required button and Linna's face filled the screen.
"Linna! Where are you?" Daley asked immediately.
"Michaels. I can't talk long, but I'll meet you at the airport at one."
"Are we leaving?"
"Yes. Sylia's got something organized for us. Its probably best that you don't use the motoslaves, the Libyan police have a price on the owners heads, but if you feel speed is more important than safety...its up to you."
"Right..."
"Linna turned to Priss, smiling, "what do you think of our little rescue mission? Are you feeling better?" Linna's glance flickered between Priss in Leon, and she added, "no, don't answer that, just tell me what you thought."
"Could have been better executed." Said Priss in a mock serious tone.
"Right. Anything in particular?" Linna played along.
"ummm, well, there should have been a big meal waiting when we arrived here."
Linna laughed, "I'll make a note of it for future reference. See you at one."
The screen winked out.
An; im tired. Im going to sleep. SNORE! Oops. Sorry. R&R.