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Warehouse Break In - Part 1 - Getting In

They looked a slightly comical bunch, Gina in her darker Vista gear, Sean, the man who had offered his help and seemed trust worthy also dressed in darker clothes but appropriately armed, just in case, and Veronica dressed in black pants and a dark grey top and wearing black sneakers. They all had their roles, there was a job to be done, a warehouse to break into and secrets to be uncovered.

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Dangerous toys

Chemtown was alive with activity when Veronica arrived on her bike. People were wandering about all with some purpose and intent and there did not seem to be the overhanging suffocating ego and sense of self-importance of those in Picus Ridge. Veronica parked her bike along the side of the one of the perimeter buildings, raised the collar of her jacket and adjusted the scarf around her neck to hide the collar which would instantly label her a clone and went off exploring. Something was going on here and she was determined to find out more.

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Stone and Song

Veronica rode along the dusty road on her bike. She had stayed out of the way of possible trouble, of those who may have been looking for her after her little encounter in Picus Ridge. It was time now to follow the next clue and make her way to Chemtown.

As she rode along she burst into song, something a fellow tech had once taught her, a song from bygone age of culture and learning, apparently from some historical opera or some such thing.

Flintstones. Meet the Flintstones.

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Overheard But Not Overlooked

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Darkness had just fallen as Veronica made her way down the track on her bike towards the gateway of Picus Ridge home to many grandiose ideas each formed by an ego which often eclipsed its creation suffocating it into yet another crackpot idea. Picus Ridge, home to minds whose greatness were most often only perceived by themselves, where rivalry was rampant and jealousy almost expected.

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Making a mend

Veronica pulled a face as carefully, very carefully, she attached another faster to the device she was making. It was an oven. Small. Tiny. But it worked from solar heat.

"I do a lot of travelling down south," the man has told her. "And when on the road I want to be able to make a cup cake just like Martha used to."

The man pulled out a matted clump of hair from his pocket and started running it through his fingers before continuing. "She used to make such wonderful cakes. Before that blightwolf got her."

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A Game of Pool - In at the deep end

((some times it is about murder, mayhem, and madness. Others times it's just about a game of pool. I've remained faithful to the log but please forgive any errors in the rules of pool as my familiarity of pool is limited.))

Veronica looked up at the man. "Sorry?"

"Fancy a game?" he asked gesturing towards the pool table.

"Who me?" replied Veronica. "I...er... not sure how to play."

"Ah, I can teach ya."

"Er...okay," responded Veronica not entirely convinced.

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The unknown face

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Veronica, having awoken from a restless night, stared at herself in the mirror. It was only last night that she had found herself locked in a Lifenet bunker with Ramon. Not a single shot was fired, no blades were pulled, but words were spoken and sometimes words are the most dangerous weapons of all.

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Voices carried on the wind

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Spare me the whispering, crowded room,
The friends who come, and gape, and go;
The ceremonious air of gloom -
All which makes death a hideous show!

Verse from 'A Wish' by Matthew Arnold


 

'Hey girl! Come over here!'

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Fire reigns

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Time slows..... a click..... a flash..... a drop of golden rain falls.....

Veronica watches in wonder as the droplet descends, she holds out her hand palm upwards to catch it..... pain

A few seconds earlier...

Rest and peace was what Veronica dearly sought when returning to the house with Gina, a moment of quiet after a busy day dealing with different people and different situations. So once the door was opened she rushed inside and started off loading some items she was carrying onto to the drawer unit eager to make a drink and get off her feet.

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Bullet point of focus

A bullet to the brain has the ability to focus ones thoughts into a single point of concentration where the past, present and future collide. So it was when the shot rang out and Veronica's eyes turned upwards and unseeing as she fell down dead in front of Gina just outside of New Flagstaff. As the bullet ripped open time one name entered her dying mind before she found herself staggering out of the cloning pod coughing and spluttering from sickness, the name now forgotten.

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Death's lessons

Veronica sat on a box in the Lifenet station and vomited again as the recloning sickness washed over her. Closing her eyes in a futile attempt to stop the tears escaping she slammed her hand hard against the side of the box and screamed with frustration, self pity and anger at being so stupid. It was so obviously a trap and yet she walked straight into it.

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Thoughts through glass, darkly

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"You bastard" she muttered to herself "I'm coming for you"

Veronica stood in Gina's kitchen a can of soda in her hand and stared out of the window into the darkness outside. She took another sip and as she did so her gaze retreated from the night to the ghost like reflection of herself on the dark pane of glass, the supposedly sweet girl now drawn in light as if some ghastly spectre.

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Mulling over past events - Part 2 - Making Enemies

The radio message.

Veronica got up from the bench outside the Black Bear Bar and walked to the railing and gripped it tightly. The message, telling her that Ethan was in a house just north of North Burb and that he was not alone. She travelled there as fast as she could, finding the place described and found a woman blocking her way.

"Where is he? she demanded as she pushed the woman to the ground.

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Mulling over past events - Part 1 - Making Friends

"Hey is that your ride?"

As Veronica sat on a bench outside the Black Bear bar and stared across to the horizon thinking over past events she smiled as she remembered those words. New friends.


"Hey is that your ride?" Stevie asked.

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Ripples on the water

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As the wind blew gently across the New Flagstaff pond Veronica sat quietly watching the ripples across the water her mood solemn and thoughtful. She had been in New flagstaff for only a relatively short period of time and yet already things were getting complicated. As she watched the ripples the scientist in her thought of waves and how they interfere with each other, both constructively and destructively. A lot like people. Each ripple a moment in a life running its course and interacting with others along the way.

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