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Re: Trouble Under the Hood [message #1887 is a reply to message #1885] Sat, 28 July 2012 18:29 Go to previous messageGo to previous message
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From: Tikatu Sent: 4/21/2006 1:53 PM

Thursday, July 12, 11 p.m., Thunderbird Five

Alan yawned and stretched. The night had been rather uneventful. A forest fire in Serbia - well contained by the local firefighting squads. A power grid failure in Johannesburg - experts were coming from outlying areas to help restore power. A multi-car pile up in California - the verdict on that one was out, but it seemed that the locals were coping with it. Nothing intense enough to involve International Rescue.

He checked his email for a final time before heading for his bunk. "Hey!" he said softly. "Here's something from John!"

Opening up the email, he began to read.

Hey, squirt!

Thought you should know that I'll be taking the next shift in Five. I found out that Callie's birthday is in August, and thought she should spend it with her family instead of a lonely space station. So I offered to swap duty months with her, she accepted, and Dad approved it. In fact, Dad's going to make the swap permanent so that none of us have to spend our birthdays in orbit. I'm sure you'll be hearing from him later.

Things are relatively quiet down here. Since the kiddos are in the States, there's none of the usual political infighting, and no one here to give me a run for my money in pinball. Gordon played the old "whoopee cushion" joke on Brandon; seems that our new aquanaut is a match for the old - he gave Gordon his little toy just before that meeting today, in front of nearly everyone.

Speaking of that meeting, whew! A chill ran up my spine when I realized that the Hood was back in town! Right now I just feel like we're waiting on a powder keg of sorts, waiting for it to explode - and for him to make the next move. I really wish we could do something proactive; like find him and beat the crap out of him for what he's done to Kyrano and what he just did to Tin-Tin. I'm so glad that whatever he was after in India, he didn't have time to really mess with Kat. Shoving her down and stealing that hoverbike was enough!

Hope you're okay and not leaving your dirty socks strewn around. I'll give you a call sometime later this weekend.

Ciao,
John


Alan chuckled. "So, things are quiet down there, huh? I'd like to see that for myself. Unfortunately, by the time I get home, the twerps will be home, too." He shrugged. "Oh, well. At least I know who's coming in August."

He yawned again. "I'll answer John in the morning." Sliding his sash over his head, he draped it over one arm and approached the bank of receivers, flipping a switch to send the polyglot murmur downstairs where he could hear it. Then he walked over to the window. The portion of the Earth over which he orbited was dark now, with spangles of man-made stars outlining the major cities that edged the Pacific. He smiled, and looked to the spot where he knew his family resided. It was too small to see, and the lights were never bright enough, but he knew where it was.

"Goodnight, guys. Talk to you in the morning," he said softly. Then he turned and headed for the little elevator that would take him to his quarters on the lower level.




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