Thrive Luna Regroup (Thrive Colony Corps Space Adventures Book 3) by Ginger Booth

Author:Ginger Booth [Booth, Ginger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

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November 23, 2218, third day Luna

“Welcome back, okaeri,” Gabe greeted Zombat sunnily, lounging upright with his legs outstretched in his crystal coffin in the living room.

“Tadaima,” Zombat completed the ritual thoughtfully. Though backwards, since the formula called for him to say I’m home before Gabe’s response. “You give my brain a workout. Haven’t spoken Japanese in decades.” Neither of them had been to Japan, after all. But the Dream was thorough. Their foreign languages were indelible, at least for those with the aptitude.

“My pleasure,” Gabe assured him. “How’d it go at the creche?”

“Warp clung a little. I stayed a few minutes until he was involved in a ball game, then split. Not nearly as bad as Platy.” They’d practically needed a crowbar to separate mother and child this morning. She’d left for her college exam in tears after Paul insisted he’d take the kid to school.

Paul-Zombat sat heavily on Warp’s toy box. “Any progress on the grav generator?” They still had Gabe’s, but Platy was distraught over the police stealing hers.

“The police story evolved,” Gabe noted. “Platy’s device is no longer impounded. Now it was turned over to Triad Corp. I pointed out several hundred thousand people work for Triad, not to mention a city of two and a half million. Could they be more specific? I offered a bribe, too. Apparently not big enough.”

“You’re spending money like water,” Zombat groused. “Maybe a different question. Not whom, but when.”

Gabe sat forward, intrigued. “Physical object, limited cast of characters. I like it! Your brain is turning on!”

“Gimme a break.” Ol’ Zombie looked pleased at the backward compliment, though, so the dig was worth it. “One of the Triads last night, Hao. Something off about that guy. Let me track him.” He hunkered forward to lean on a fist in a thinking pose.

“Whoa!” Gabe exclaimed, suddenly at full alert. “Sass is online! And she’s… ¡Dios mío! She’s on a factory tour.”

Zombat automatically joined him on the channel, bringing his own resources to the shared experience. “¡Oye! A filament factory!”

“Quick work, only two days,” Gabe observed. Zombat and company should have infiltrated one within their first month here, and hadn’t managed it yet. He ignored Zombat’s excuses and focused on what Sass was seeing and hearing. AR overlays labeled the equipment. That must be why she donned her glasses. The vats reminded him of a brewery – as portrayed in the Dream. He couldn’t recall whether he’d visited one in real life, but imagined a yeasty sourness. Or would it be?

Apparently not, because Sass held her nose. “Smells like low tide!”

“Exactly,” the foreman-turned-tour-guide encouraged. “The original bacteria were discovered in an estuary near Chesapeake Bay.” He continued his anecdote, complete with visuals. The bacteria were discovered then overlooked for a century, then developed twenty years after MAD-C split for Rayas.

In his eagerness, Gabe vaulted from his coffin, no trouble at Lunar gravity. He adopted Sass’s posture, clasped hands behind the small of his back as he imagined she would do.

“Amir, any chance we could get a small sample?” she coaxed.

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