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From: Tikatu Sent: 6/15/2006 8:16 PM
Wednesday, July 18, 2068, 10:50 a.m., local time, the Danger Zone. (2:50 p.m., Tracy Island)
"D'ya think we can get this in there?" Dom asked as he piloted Seven carefully through the crowded trees.
Sitting to his right and slightly behind him, Dianne shrugged. "I don't know. I understand the Mobile Crane got through, but I think this baby's wider than that."
Both of them winced as Seven scraped against a tree on one side. "Sorry about that," Dom said. "I think I overcompensated a bit."
The door opened behind them, and they could hear Nikki yelling, "You'd better get back here, Virgil, before I knock you out myself!"
"Need any help driving this buggy?" Virgil asked grumpily as he stood on one leg in the doorway, leaning in on both arms. Nikki tried to duck under his arms, to get around him, but he did his best to bar her way.
"Dom, you just concentrate on drivin'," Dianne said. "Ah'll take care o' this." She unstrapped herself from the copilot's seat and stood, striding over to her stepson with her most obstinate, no-nonsense expression on her face. "You let Nikki by, Virgil, or Ah'll let her use that suckah punch on you!"
Virgil let a frustrated breath out of his nose, and leaned to one side. An aggravated Nikki slipped under his arm, and Dianne nodded to her.
"Take the copilot's spot, Nikki, while Ah deal with this recalcitrant stepson o' mine."
"F-A-B," Nikki replied, sounding a bit relieved as she dropped into the chair Dianne had just vacated.
"Keep tryin' t' raise Five while yoah at it," Dianne said. Then she turned to Virgil. She got right up in his face, even though she knew he was looking down at her, and snapped, "Back t' bed, mistah."
"I think I'd be of more help out here," Virgil said, trying to curb his impatience and sound reasonable. "I have more experience..."
"Not with Seven," Dianne told him. "An' y'all are injured... or had that little fact escaped yoah notice? Now, eithuh you turn around an' get back t' bed, oah Ah'll ground you for a helluva lot longer than you'd like. Y'unnerstan'?"
He glared down at her, still balancing on his two arms and one leg. She stared up at him, arms folded, one eyebrow rising slowly. Finally, his shoulders slumped.
"All right, all right," he said, sighing. "You win." He turned, wincing as he accidentally put weight on his sore leg.
Dianne came in under his arm and supported him as she helped him back to the bio bed. "Y'know Ah hate pullin' rank on you, Virgil, but sometimes y'all are too stubborn foah yoah own good." She glanced up at him, and gave him a small smile. "Y'all get it from yoah fathuh."
He snorted a small laugh, and sat down as she maneuvered him around. She helped him put his legs up on the bed; he drew in a sharp breath and winced as she did so. A small shudder went through Seven, causing her to put a hand on the wall for balance as she reached over to cover him up.
"I'll give you some more analgesic soon; maybe something a bit stronger since the local is wearing off."
"Please don't give me anything that'll make me drowsy," Virgil pleaded. "I want to stay alert... just in case I'm needed."
"I'll think about it," Dianne replied. She tweaked the blanket once more, and swayed a bit as Seven took a sharp turn.
"You sure you can't use me up there?" Virgil asked.
"Not if you're injured," Dianne told him. "Besides, Dom's doing a good job for the terrain. You have to expect a few bumps when you're riding in the jungle." She shook a finger at him. "Get some rest, and I'll reevaluate things later."
"Okay... Doctor Mom," Virgil replied with a mischievous look on his face.
She rolled her eyes and sighed, then shook her head. "My family makes the worst patients," she muttered as she headed back for the cockpit.
98% pure evil...and loving every minute of it.
 
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