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Despite Rick’s worries, Justin knew it would be at least twenty minutes before the police responded to the explosion – Gene-Tech was set far back from any roads, the better not to be bothered by anyone official.
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Justin wondered the same thing.
darling:
“Are you certain they’re in there?” Rick said, reading the scowl on his face accurately.
“They have to be. Where else would he hide them?” Justin reached into his pocket and pulled out a small Swiss Army knife. He mumbled a few things under his breath and then popped open the larger blade. “Do you have any gum?”
“What?”
Justin looked up at the shocked look on Rick’s face and chuckled. “I’m serious. Do you have any chewing gum?”
“Why?”
“So I can short-circuit these spells for a while and open the desk.”
Rick gave him another dubious look but dug into his pants. “Sorry.”
“Damn.” Justin looked around the room. “Hell. It’s a small magic.” He whispered under his breath and a small stick of chewing gum appeared in his hand. He unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth, chewing enough to get it soft and then spat it onto the dusty desktop. A few more whispered words, and he plunged the knife into the middle of the gum. Sparks raced over the surface of the desk for a second, and then died. “Just a little sympathetic magic. I hope this works.”
"You hope?"
***
Just call him Justin MacGyver. :)
Prologue is done. WoW is calling. Bye all!
end: 2081
starting line:
Despite Rick’s worries, Justin knew it would be at least twenty minutes before the police responded to the explosion – Gene-Tech was set far back from any roads, the better not to be bothered by anyone official.
ending line:
Justin wondered the same thing.
darling:
“Are you certain they’re in there?” Rick said, reading the scowl on his face accurately.
“They have to be. Where else would he hide them?” Justin reached into his pocket and pulled out a small Swiss Army knife. He mumbled a few things under his breath and then popped open the larger blade. “Do you have any gum?”
“What?”
Justin looked up at the shocked look on Rick’s face and chuckled. “I’m serious. Do you have any chewing gum?”
“Why?”
“So I can short-circuit these spells for a while and open the desk.”
Rick gave him another dubious look but dug into his pants. “Sorry.”
“Damn.” Justin looked around the room. “Hell. It’s a small magic.” He whispered under his breath and a small stick of chewing gum appeared in his hand. He unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth, chewing enough to get it soft and then spat it onto the dusty desktop. A few more whispered words, and he plunged the knife into the middle of the gum. Sparks raced over the surface of the desk for a second, and then died. “Just a little sympathetic magic. I hope this works.”
"You hope?"
***
Just call him Justin MacGyver. :)
Prologue is done. WoW is calling. Bye all!
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