On the Good Ship Caligula [The Exceptionals Book 3] by Teel James Glenn

Author:Teel James Glenn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-06-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Jester made it as difficult as possible for Lastshot in the morning, finding excuse to pad stark naked back and forth to the head several times in getting ready to leave for the kitchen. She smiled down at the bald giant when she was dressed and at the door.

“I’m on breakfast duty today,” she said with a cheery smile. “I don’t want to give Sally an excuse to cluck at me.”

She bent down and kissed his head before he could move away. “See ya later, Conner.” Then she was out the door.

“Oh crap! This is not going well.”

Lastshot went to the gym in the ludi before breakfast and ran on the treadmill for several miles to get the kinks out.

There were a dozen other early risers there, including Temper; some just running, biking or stretching.

He managed to get a treadmill at the end and Temper took the one beside it. For a time they just ran, but when the other treadmills emptied and they were certain of privacy, they conversed in low tones.

They spoke in Japanese to thwart any chance of having their lips read.

“Before you say anything,” Lastshot said, “I did it to keep the kid safe; I slept on the floor.”

Temper blushed. “I’m no Skorpion; she’s the one who sees smut in everything.”

“Yeah, she does,” he said. “I’m sorry. It’s just probably my Freudian slip showing.”

“How do we play it from here, Conner?” she asked. “Still sign on camera?”

“Yeah,” he said, “but with the Argo and the nukes I want to give our guys more of an edge.”

“How so?”

“You said those guards all watch the show when the broadcast is on?”

“They’re not supposed to, but they all do; in case you haven’t noticed, they all have really lousy discipline.”

“Do tell?” They both smiled at that.

“So, once the games start, whichever of us goes first sneaks out after their match and neutralizes the gas and disables the firing solutions on the missiles.”

“Cocky, aren’t you?” she asked. “What if the first one up to plate loses?”

“Well I don’t plan to and you’re not allowed to, so I don’t see a problem.”

“As you say, Le’Schott-sama,” she said with a formal bow as she hopped off the treadmill. “I can but obey.”

“That’s what I’m talkin’ about,” he said with a smirk. “Now go get pretty; I have to do another mile to get rid of dinner to keep my girlish figure before I can go to breakfast.”

* * * *

When he finished his run, Lastshot took a shower and steam and then went to the mess hall for a lumberjack breakfast. He saw brief glimpses of Jester and endured some dirty looks and light ribbing until he handed out a few cold stares and it all stopped.

Why do I feel dirty for doing the right thing?”

He went back to the ludi afterward and did a long slow stretch routine to let his food digest. The room gradually filled up as each of the gladiators came in for their last workouts before an early night.

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