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Authors: Dara Joy
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Kerreth pointed to an area of the image that looked fuzzier than the rest.
"I don't see anything. Do you, SpinDrift?"
"Just some scratches on the casing."
"Those aren't scratches. Minmei…?" Kerreth looked to the console for both an acknowledgement of the proper address, as well as a direct response.
"YE-E-E-S-S-S?"
Hesitant. Shy. Yet game for fun.
You could almost see the pigtails, pleated miniskirt, and sailor blouse
.
Lucky made a face at the computer. "Could you enlarge this section of the picture for us?"
"FOR YOU, I WOULD DO IT."
Minmei's breathy tone made it clear that she would like to do much more for the android than simply enlarge an image.
The picture in front of them immediately swelled to ten times its normal size, filling the screen to the edge of the border. It spilled over to the screen on the far wall.
The implied message was not subtly done; the resulting image was impossibly
huge
.
"She never responds to me like that," Lucky groused to Spin.
"She does to Sensei Arrows, though."
Lucky grimaced. When it came to user interface, Minmei was a total gender whore.
"Hmmrn…" Kerreth stroked his jaw. "What do you make of that, Red?"
"Wishful thinking on Minmei's part?"
Kerreth's lips twitched. "Ah, I meant the image."
"Oh. Um… looks like even bigger scratches."
"Look closer; they're arrows."
SpinDrift gasped. "He's right! They are arrows! What does it mean?"
"I was hoping you could tell me." Kerreth stared at Lucky, expecting some kind of revelation.
"I have no idea!"
He quirked his brow. "Perhaps, Ms.
Arrows
, there
is
a connection between you and the chip that was left in a vase in the room belonging to the being who apparently boarded the last ship out of Volauvent after the Heart of the Merchandiser went missing?"
SpinDrift almost swooned. "Oh, oh, he sounds just like Poirot!"
Lucky ignored the Floop's buddying-up. Slick didn't seem at all like the Hercule type to her. Not one bit. She responded to him in kind. "That is ridiculous, Mr.
Slowhand
."
Okay, that sounded real stupid.
"In case you've forgotten, Slick, we are
looking
for that jewel. Why would there be a connection?"
"I'm not sure, but there appears to be one."
SpinDrift dropped his head and solemnly quoted the Belgium bloodhound. "Mon ami, what will you? You fix upon me a look of dog-like devotion and demand of me a pronouncement a la Sherlock Holmes!"
Lucky thought the android's programming had disconnected for a second because he just stood there and seemed to go
clunk
.
"What is he talking about?" Kerreth jerked his thumb in the Floop's direction.
"The same thing we're all talking about—the jewel. There's something I don't get, though…"
"Take a number."
"How did you know that only one ship had left Volauvent after the theft occurred?"
Kerreth blinked and did what
he
was famous for. Thought fast. "I scanned your ship's last transmissions from the cargo bay."
That was suspicious. "Why would you do that?"
"I wanted to be sure that the Slide Consortium was not alerted to my absence. I used your ship's sensors instead of my own to ensure that they could not track me via the transmission."
"Oh."
"Yes."
"If only we had something else to go on." Lucky chewed her lip.
Kerreth spoke in a sexy drawl to the computer. "Minmei, is there anything else you can tell me about the chip?"
"THERE IS A FIBER ATTACHED TO THE CHIP, SLOWHAND-SAN. IS IT OF ANY SIGNIFICANCE?"
Slowhand-san
. Lucky was this close to pulling Minmei's plug out. The recently grovelling computer never tried this hard for her and Spin.
"I don't know, Minmei. Why don't you tell me?" Kerreth whispered.
He could coax a hermit into a mosh pit
. Lucky sighed then felt immediately better when she realized what all that expert programming could do for the Sugarbabe.
No matter.
Wildcat was still going to kill her.
"THIS FIBER IS COMPRISED OF SKEKZIN; IT IS USED IN MANY MATERIALS FOR ITS DURABILITY. SKEKZIN IS COOL IN WARM CLIMES AND WARM IN COOL CLIMES.
"I don't see anything. Do you, SpinDrift?"
"Just some scratches on the casing."
"Those aren't scratches. Minmei…?" Kerreth looked to the console for both an acknowledgement of the proper address, as well as a direct response.
"YE-E-E-S-S-S?"
Hesitant. Shy. Yet game for fun.
You could almost see the pigtails, pleated miniskirt, and sailor blouse
.
Lucky made a face at the computer. "Could you enlarge this section of the picture for us?"
"FOR YOU, I WOULD DO IT."
Minmei's breathy tone made it clear that she would like to do much more for the android than simply enlarge an image.
The picture in front of them immediately swelled to ten times its normal size, filling the screen to the edge of the border. It spilled over to the screen on the far wall.
The implied message was not subtly done; the resulting image was impossibly
huge
.
"She never responds to me like that," Lucky groused to Spin.
"She does to Sensei Arrows, though."
Lucky grimaced. When it came to user interface, Minmei was a total gender whore.
"Hmmrn…" Kerreth stroked his jaw. "What do you make of that, Red?"
"Wishful thinking on Minmei's part?"
Kerreth's lips twitched. "Ah, I meant the image."
"Oh. Um… looks like even bigger scratches."
"Look closer; they're arrows."
SpinDrift gasped. "He's right! They are arrows! What does it mean?"
"I was hoping you could tell me." Kerreth stared at Lucky, expecting some kind of revelation.
"I have no idea!"
He quirked his brow. "Perhaps, Ms.
Arrows
, there
is
a connection between you and the chip that was left in a vase in the room belonging to the being who apparently boarded the last ship out of Volauvent after the Heart of the Merchandiser went missing?"
SpinDrift almost swooned. "Oh, oh, he sounds just like Poirot!"
Lucky ignored the Floop's buddying-up. Slick didn't seem at all like the Hercule type to her. Not one bit. She responded to him in kind. "That is ridiculous, Mr.
Slowhand
."
Okay, that sounded real stupid.
"In case you've forgotten, Slick, we are
looking
for that jewel. Why would there be a connection?"
"I'm not sure, but there appears to be one."
SpinDrift dropped his head and solemnly quoted the Belgium bloodhound. "Mon ami, what will you? You fix upon me a look of dog-like devotion and demand of me a pronouncement a la Sherlock Holmes!"
Lucky thought the android's programming had disconnected for a second because he just stood there and seemed to go
clunk
.
"What is he talking about?" Kerreth jerked his thumb in the Floop's direction.
"The same thing we're all talking about—the jewel. There's something I don't get, though…"
"Take a number."
"How did you know that only one ship had left Volauvent after the theft occurred?"
Kerreth blinked and did what
he
was famous for. Thought fast. "I scanned your ship's last transmissions from the cargo bay."
That was suspicious. "Why would you do that?"
"I wanted to be sure that the Slide Consortium was not alerted to my absence. I used your ship's sensors instead of my own to ensure that they could not track me via the transmission."
"Oh."
"Yes."
"If only we had something else to go on." Lucky chewed her lip.
Kerreth spoke in a sexy drawl to the computer. "Minmei, is there anything else you can tell me about the chip?"
"THERE IS A FIBER ATTACHED TO THE CHIP, SLOWHAND-SAN. IS IT OF ANY SIGNIFICANCE?"
Slowhand-san
. Lucky was this close to pulling Minmei's plug out. The recently grovelling computer never tried this hard for her and Spin.
"I don't know, Minmei. Why don't you tell me?" Kerreth whispered.
He could coax a hermit into a mosh pit
. Lucky sighed then felt immediately better when she realized what all that expert programming could do for the Sugarbabe.
No matter.
Wildcat was still going to kill her.
"THIS FIBER IS COMPRISED OF SKEKZIN; IT IS USED IN MANY MATERIALS FOR ITS DURABILITY. SKEKZIN IS COOL IN WARM CLIMES AND WARM IN COOL CLIMES.
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