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Boone nodded. “Careful, lad.” He nodded. He let him off the leish. | Boone nodded. “Careful, lad.” He nodded. He let him off the leish. | ||
===Cubicle=== | ===Cubicle=== | ||
A.J. cocked his GMSLA | A.J. cocked his GMSLA and kicked off the planking. Revealed: rubble-showered | ||
“Don’t move.” | “Don’t move.” | ||
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The poor little punk was in a state. Dust-caked, dehydrated, eyes red and rolling wild in wide sockets. | The poor little punk was in a state. Dust-caked, dehydrated, eyes red and rolling wild in wide sockets. | ||
“I have it!” he mumbled it through a mouthful of sand and plaster. “I can get you some —” | |||
“P.A.D. Masks! Now!” Boones tone was urgent. | |||
The squad masked up ''toute de suite''. | |||
A.J. hammered, “What is it?” | |||
Boone held out a flatpalm that said quiet ops. He unholstered his Z10 commlink and jacked up a connection back to base. | |||
“Yeah, Aggie: Do you copy?” | |||
A static-crackled Roger said she did. | |||
“We’re gonna need a wall thrown up around this unit pronto.” | |||
“On it, Boone. You all okay?” | |||
“precautionary measure only at this time. Di-Alpha head gabbling . Most lovely stale of public side but charge of MNPI infection”. | |||
Aggie said, “Oopsie.” | |||
The squad yukked. “I see what you did there.” | |||
The squid kid shook his head. Chalk motes lifted off his suit.. | |||
“No, no, no, I’m clean, man. I’m straight. I'm goldboy through and through.” | |||
Boone carried on back to base. “He's pretty far gone, Aggie. I think it's stale. But he's packing a red herring.” | |||
It seemed implausible. He had the likely pedigree a and squid-like air is assurance. He was clutching a fat book. | It seemed implausible. He had the likely pedigree a and squid-like air is assurance. He was clutching a fat book. |