25 Meimi
“Are we there yet?”
“Are we there yet?”
“Are we there yet?”
That’s Zoe and Chloe, taking turns speaking from the driver’s seat of my hovercar. And by speaking, I mean that my friends are now projected onto the camera-style lens that makes up Bobo’s face. After meeting with Miss Edith, I set up a link to Chloe and Zoe. Now they’re now joining me via what I’ve decided to call, Bobo Cam.
No way am I visiting Archer Omni without my besties.
Green drizzle patters on the windshield as I tool along the winding roads. Dead trees loom on either side of the cracked asphalt. Swaths of semi-solid goop hang from bare branches. For his part, Rakki skitters around the back seat, looking through the windows with interest.
At last, a familiar line of buildings appears on the horizon. RCM-1.
