Silence

Carrot

Without even opening his eyes, Bumpy could identify the aircraft overhead. Cybrid Advocate. Infrared sight has its uses. No point in looking up, just get half blinded by the Sun. Might as well try and get some sleep, best thing he could do at a time like this. The mind may be willing, but this goddamned flesh was weak.

~

But a moment later a sound emitted from the emergency radio in the back of the cockpit and he was bolt upright.

Useful little thing the radio. Sound and data reception sold off for covert operation. The insignificant signals they used were specially modulated to blend into the Sun’s energy, shifting channels every now and then to stay in a Cybrid sensory-programming blind spot. However, they were highly susceptible to solar static and sound quality was poor, but bearable.

Flipping a switch he turned the sound on and a terrible screech filled the cockpit. Who set the default volume on these things?

“ ~fizz CRUNCH~ Thith ith Rathorback calling Carrot, respond. ~pop fizzzz~ “

“This is Carrot, where are you?”

“Look out ~pop~ the window.”

Carrot went to the front of the Gorgon and looked out.

The Advocate sure did put out a lot of heat, no matter what kind of cloak you put on it.

“So ya got that thing flying finally?”

“No, I’m flying around on a magic carpet. Gimme a report, my reactor’s ~fizzzzz-t~ almost drained.”

Carrot checked his displays again. A rather futile action but it had become almost second nature over the years.

“No change from my contact with Maria apart from I managed to hook up one blast cannon to manual firing.”

“Rog that. We think they are taking you to a base on the other side of the ~vwheeeeeee~ Else.”

Damn this static. “Is that Everything Else? Please repeat.”

“Base on other side of Everything Else. Gotta go. Razor out.”

Silence fell upon the little world again. Alone once more, Bumpy went about trying to saw his way through the huge bundle of scrapped wires that had been his Gorgy’s primary nerve, he wouldn’t be getting any sleep. Perhaps the ‘brids would like to talk. Probably not…

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