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Chapter Four: Fork In The Road
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Jack looked up.
“Maybe you’re right. Night, Apollo.” Jack said.
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Apollo said goodnight and went to the laundry room. “Goodnight!” Apollo then jumped into the washing machine. “Pandora or Rose, the dryer is empty.”
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*Pandora leaned into the Laundry room and stared at Apollo quizzically*”Cant you die if you turn that on?”, she said staring at him in the Washing machine.
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“No, he just likes doing it. Turn it on for him and leave him in, that’s the only way he likes to bathe.” <i>Jack said from the other room.</i>
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“But theirs no way he can breath in their”, she said turning her head from Apollo to jack confused.
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Apollo looks directly at Pandora, putting his mission suit on. “This is my living quarters. I turn it on for fun sometimes. And-” Apollo points to the dryer “-Same living arrangements as me!”
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*Pandora looked at Apollo Baffled, then she shrugged*”Alright”.
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Apollo opened the door between the machines. “It’s awkward sleeping alone in the dryer for your first night. I’m right here if you need me, just heat up the door a little bit.”
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*Pandora mentally face palmed then shrugged she didn’t know why she was going to sleep in a dryer, she climbed in and curled up in a ball making a cover over her with one of her wings*”uh cool”, she said awkwardly, it was a little stuffy, she stuck her head out of the dryer.” why do you sleep in these?”, she asked.
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Apollo pointed to the exit and a massive window. “Strategic watchman post in Betty. You might wake up either extremely sticky with sweat or nice and happy, depending on your mood.”
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“oh”, she said smiling, then yawned.”ima sleep now g’night”, she said before going back down into the dryer.
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Apollo patted Pandora on the head. ‘She looks so peaceful when she’s asleep. She’ll be ready.’
(From now on, single quotation marks are my thoughts if they’re in italics)
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Odysseus looks out through the viewport of the ship, and having now been awake for nearly 21 hours, he quite tired. But he still can’t quite bring himself to sleep, and besides, his suit will keep him energized. He is immensely troubled by everything. The first OGA genocide, undoubtedly not to be the last. So many of his teammates being injured. The woman in the pillar, and his dreams. His sickness, which has become more subtle as of late. And now he was leader of the Keepers… “SAL and CAL, how are we on communications? Have we disected the OGA chatter? I’m calculating six viable options for the OGA central energy core, where they are keeping the harvesters. CAL responds, ‘Actually, sir, we have disected all of the chatter.’ SAL interrupts, ‘And we’ve narrowed it down to three. But we need someone to hack into the mainframe directly. I would recommend a QC probe inserted into a relay monitor. Perhaps give it to Rose.’ Odysseus responds, after thinking. “Yes, I agree.” He pauses. “SAL, do you think I should tell the others the truth about Omega Radiation? And about the harvesters?” ‘No, sir. We musn’t give them any false hope.’ “Hmm… I suppose.”
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Rose decided she didn’t really want to sleep, so she watched over the ship while everyone was asleep. She opted for playing with her tarot cards, she always had a different type of fortune telling than the normal crones with tarot cards, as hers was a collection of many different cards. Her fortune telling was more vague but went further ahead in predictions, more for general than individual. Shuffling her cards, Rose put four on the ground and flipped them over. One was a Goldenrod, another was Ten of Swords, followed by an Easter Lily, and The Wheel of Fortune. How weird, very mixed signals but Rose took them to heart as she put them away.
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After sleeping for 1 hour, Apollo felt ready to wake up. He slowly walked up to the main bridge where Rose was. “Hey, I’m done using the washing machine. If you’re tired, feel free to use it. I’ll watch orbit for a while.”
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