[RL with Michael]
Gale's finger still felt odd without the Tag ring on it, but he was starting to get used to accessing the ATM to get money, and purchasing from vendors that were actual people rather than simply rooms full of equipment.
The underground complex that comprised the resistance's stronghold wasn't unlike the Embryon base. The only difference was that it was filled with old men and women and children, as well as able-bodied fighters. Also strange was that the fighters were humans. Humans who looked at the Embryon with open suspicion and fear, obviously terrified that they would turn on them and devour them.
Considering the stories that filtered through from the warfront, Gale couldn't blame them for their fear. It was inconvenient, however.
He could feel their eyes on him as he entered the Karma Terminal and logged into the community. If he had timed this correctly, Michael should arrive in the Terminal, and thus not frighten anyone by a sudden appearance. At least Michael was human.
The underground complex that comprised the resistance's stronghold wasn't unlike the Embryon base. The only difference was that it was filled with old men and women and children, as well as able-bodied fighters. Also strange was that the fighters were humans. Humans who looked at the Embryon with open suspicion and fear, obviously terrified that they would turn on them and devour them.
Considering the stories that filtered through from the warfront, Gale couldn't blame them for their fear. It was inconvenient, however.
He could feel their eyes on him as he entered the Karma Terminal and logged into the community. If he had timed this correctly, Michael should arrive in the Terminal, and thus not frighten anyone by a sudden appearance. At least Michael was human.