Robert didn't know what a 'terminator' was, but it had as much honor as the Bench to be targeting a young woman who'd harmed no one here. He didn't know Leoben well, only as a friend of Laura's, but he was right glad the man had been by to help
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She opened the door with her right hand. Her left shoulder, which had been shot, was bandaged and her arm was in a sling, but the pain meds she had been given helped to make things more bearable. Kyla greeted Robert with a smile.
"You're quick."
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Kyla caught his look, glancing to her shoulder for a second before looking back to Robert with a reassuring smile and stepping back to let him come inside. "It's fine, I promise."
The clinic had a lot better equipment and drugs, that was for sure. No need to use horse tranquilizers here.
Her room was kept neat and clean like someone who was in the military, but it was also rather stark. The small items she did have around were unobtrusive. The two most noticeable things there were an old copy of Wizard of Oz that had been thumbed through a lot and her mug that had been clearly dropped and super-glued back together.
Ginger padded quietly behind Kyla to see who it was while Ripper remained lying full length near the window as he was enjoying the breeze from the open window.
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"I do not know this Leoben well, only as a friend of Madame Laura's, but I'm glad he was there to help."
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"Me too." She nodded, looking thoughtful at the mention of Leoben. She gestured for Robert to sit, if he wanted. "I've been thinking about it a lot, actually. He's a machine too, Leoben and he killed the Terminator."
Was he upset?
Then Kyla remembered her manners. "Um, did you want something to drink while I get the spoons and bowls?"
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"So she told me, Madame Laura, that in the end some of the machines helped the humans instead, and Leoben was one of those. No, I don't need a drink."
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She went to the kitchen which was only divided by a small breakfast counter and grabbed a bowl, turned and put it on the counter, then repeated it again. It was harder with one free hand, but Kyla was the type of person to want to do things herself.
"I keep thinking about the way he looked after." She spoke as she scooped ice cream. "I don't think it was easy for him."
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"I don't know. I mean, I guess we're supposed to meet up for dinner to talk about what happened." Dating back home did not reflect the way people dated here, so any inkling that it was potentially a date went right by Kyla. "But... you're right. I'm not sure he'd tell me how he actually felt about killing it."
She knew she wasn't the easiest person to talk to when it came to machines.
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"Perhaps Madame Laura will know."
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Kyla decided to distract herself by spooning a small amount of ice cream from her bowl and eating it.
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"The good thing about this place, Mistress Kyla, is that there are very few 'normal' people here, and fewer still that will judge harshly if you are not so."
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"I know. And you're not the first to tell me that either, but it doesn't stop me from feeling it." She shrugged which came out lopsided with only her good shoulder working.
She looked down thoughtfully at the bowl. She had been more scared of the Terminator here than she had back home. Why? "I could have gotten a lot of people killed here."
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