Nemesis

[Meallan]

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Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Meallan sighed, thinking on his options. Finally the project was resuming its traction, and the project schedule was getting tighter by the hour. And as usual, problems kept on coming. If only he could hide from everything.. And then he slowly rose his head to meet Levy's eyes as an idea formulated in his head. He finished the beer and placed the empty can on top of the table. Nodding to himself he started talking.

"No worries Levy, I'll do it. I'll cover for the welder for next hours. And afterwards, I'm stopping by Khan."

Grabbing two more cold beers from the fridge, he gave one to Levy who's eyes were positively glowing in the sight of a cold beer. Grabbing his old leather jacket, stained from countless hours in workshops, he opened his beer and sip it before heading towards the door, as Levy opened his.

"Do you know how much amperage a cloak battery has?"

And as Levy started to talk, both men left the room, the lights dimming to darkness once again.

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