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first month.”
Raphael looks very proud. “Of course you did and you will get through the entire course and be the first Caucasian to graduate. Now, who is this young lady?” Raphael eyes Ember up and down.
In turn Ember is looking above Raphael’s head. He knows why and pauses, staring back at her intensely.
“This is my friend. She was dying to meet you actually, weren’t you?”
She doesn’t say anything at first, too busy staring at what looks like some sort of smoke cloud swirling around Raphael’s head. It forms the shape of a snake then disperses into a whirl of colours before reforming as a snake again. She catches Raphael’s eye and instantly knows not to mention it, then it seems to fade.
“I’m Ember Jones,” she says as they exchange long looks. Adam feels awkward.
Raphael takes her hand. “Holy moly, yes you are.” He turns to Adam but keeps one eye on Ember. “Can I ask, have you two a few minutes to spare?”
Adam looks to Ember. She is looking very strangely at Raphael, almost as if she has seen a ghost. He decides it’s best to take her home.
“Sorry, Raphael, Ember has to get home. I can come back though once I’ve walked her to the station.”
“No, I need to show you both something.”
Ember snaps out of her trance and holds her palm up as if to slow the conversation down.
“What is it you need to show us?” she says and Adam can feel her anxiety but wonders where it is coming from.
“I have a recording you will both be interested in. It’s very rare footage from the days before the Tribulation. It should help you in the thesis you have been set. It is actually an eye-witness account of the Verdi Revolution.”
Ember’s bewilderment at the swirl she saw above Raphael’s head is trumped by her excitement.
“Really? A recording from before the Solution? That’s rarer than android shit.”
“Indeed,” smiles Raphael.
Adam has not felt uncomfortable around Raphael before but something is not right. Also, how does Raphael even know about the thesis?
“I can come, but Ember’s got to go back to her sector,” he says. “It’s getting late and–”
Raphael interrupts. “She must come as well.”
Adam frowns. “Why so urgent? Can’t it wait ‘til another day??”
“No time like the present,” says Raphael. “I’ll give Miss Jones a ride home straight after.”
“Are you sure that’s okay? I don’t want to be any trouble.”
“I insist,” replies Raphael, smoothly taking her arm and leading her forwards.
Adam follows behind. Ember really badly wanted to meet Raphael and though Adam does trust him, she’d be cross with him for stopping her. Maybe he was being jealous; it was nice just the two of them. Raphael leads them to a Second World War army-style jeep sitting in a side car park and opens the doors.
“Who robbed the museum?” asks Ember.
“Don’t dis the Raf-mobile,” Raphael replies.
Ember laughs and looks at Adam. She raises her eyebrows and shakes her head with light-hearted disbelief, pleasantly surprised by Raphael’s humorous retort. They drive to a large, detached, derelict house hidden behind some corrugated fencing near an old railway line in an area left over from the old city of Adelaide. Raphael pushes the unlocked door open and the two youngsters follow him through a side door and up some exposed stairs inside the building. They walk through a maze of doorways and end up in a dimly lit room.
“I’m sorry to drag you both down here like this but when you turned up with Miss Jones here, I couldn’t miss this opportunity.”
Adam looks at Raphael in confusion. “What opportunity?
“I was confident you two would become friends,” mumbled Raphael. “But bringing her here so soon… I mean, holy moly!”
Adam is concerned as Raphael doesn’t seem his normal self, not that he was ever normal but this is different.
“What do you mean? How could you possibly know I would befriend Ember? What has this got to do with
Raphael looks very proud. “Of course you did and you will get through the entire course and be the first Caucasian to graduate. Now, who is this young lady?” Raphael eyes Ember up and down.
In turn Ember is looking above Raphael’s head. He knows why and pauses, staring back at her intensely.
“This is my friend. She was dying to meet you actually, weren’t you?”
She doesn’t say anything at first, too busy staring at what looks like some sort of smoke cloud swirling around Raphael’s head. It forms the shape of a snake then disperses into a whirl of colours before reforming as a snake again. She catches Raphael’s eye and instantly knows not to mention it, then it seems to fade.
“I’m Ember Jones,” she says as they exchange long looks. Adam feels awkward.
Raphael takes her hand. “Holy moly, yes you are.” He turns to Adam but keeps one eye on Ember. “Can I ask, have you two a few minutes to spare?”
Adam looks to Ember. She is looking very strangely at Raphael, almost as if she has seen a ghost. He decides it’s best to take her home.
“Sorry, Raphael, Ember has to get home. I can come back though once I’ve walked her to the station.”
“No, I need to show you both something.”
Ember snaps out of her trance and holds her palm up as if to slow the conversation down.
“What is it you need to show us?” she says and Adam can feel her anxiety but wonders where it is coming from.
“I have a recording you will both be interested in. It’s very rare footage from the days before the Tribulation. It should help you in the thesis you have been set. It is actually an eye-witness account of the Verdi Revolution.”
Ember’s bewilderment at the swirl she saw above Raphael’s head is trumped by her excitement.
“Really? A recording from before the Solution? That’s rarer than android shit.”
“Indeed,” smiles Raphael.
Adam has not felt uncomfortable around Raphael before but something is not right. Also, how does Raphael even know about the thesis?
“I can come, but Ember’s got to go back to her sector,” he says. “It’s getting late and–”
Raphael interrupts. “She must come as well.”
Adam frowns. “Why so urgent? Can’t it wait ‘til another day??”
“No time like the present,” says Raphael. “I’ll give Miss Jones a ride home straight after.”
“Are you sure that’s okay? I don’t want to be any trouble.”
“I insist,” replies Raphael, smoothly taking her arm and leading her forwards.
Adam follows behind. Ember really badly wanted to meet Raphael and though Adam does trust him, she’d be cross with him for stopping her. Maybe he was being jealous; it was nice just the two of them. Raphael leads them to a Second World War army-style jeep sitting in a side car park and opens the doors.
“Who robbed the museum?” asks Ember.
“Don’t dis the Raf-mobile,” Raphael replies.
Ember laughs and looks at Adam. She raises her eyebrows and shakes her head with light-hearted disbelief, pleasantly surprised by Raphael’s humorous retort. They drive to a large, detached, derelict house hidden behind some corrugated fencing near an old railway line in an area left over from the old city of Adelaide. Raphael pushes the unlocked door open and the two youngsters follow him through a side door and up some exposed stairs inside the building. They walk through a maze of doorways and end up in a dimly lit room.
“I’m sorry to drag you both down here like this but when you turned up with Miss Jones here, I couldn’t miss this opportunity.”
Adam looks at Raphael in confusion. “What opportunity?
“I was confident you two would become friends,” mumbled Raphael. “But bringing her here so soon… I mean, holy moly!”
Adam is concerned as Raphael doesn’t seem his normal self, not that he was ever normal but this is different.
“What do you mean? How could you possibly know I would befriend Ember? What has this got to do with
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