Elizabeth McCoy (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} archangelbeth) wrote,@ 2006-06-15 07:51:00 |
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| Entry tags: | drabble, fic, new_garaverse |
SH Drabbles: Research, Looking for trouble
Research
Item A: woke up in a NovaTech station. Item B: brainwiped (and "not harmless." Ha.) Item C: NovaTech makes "correctional implants" for the government, to use on criminals to cure their behavior... Why'd they bother with the brainwipe? A 'wiped me would have been nearly useless.
But... if I didn't get the tape... They could grow a clone. If they took a sample. But an "evil twin," who knows what I know, what I don't know, and has the codes I don't.
I'm dead if she lives.
But could I kill her?
I don't know.
Looking For Trouble
Dear Diary, there's a new passenger who was waiting in Calder system. Macho looking. Tried bugging his room, but he has jamming equipment.
"Kelly, our new passenger..."
"Yes?"
"Could you rummage around in his head? He was staring at me."
"Men do."
"Yeah, and some women. I know. Please?"
"Sure."
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"So what'd you get?"
"He likes you a lot."
"Yeah, men do. And?"
"He thinks you're someone named 'Sherry' and he's worried you'll blow his cover."
"...that's weird."
"Are you?"
"Kelly!"
"Just asking."
Dear Diary, I hate having to confront and bluff. Oh, well. Tomorrow.
