Elijah had one hand on the charge-up button on his gear, and the other was frozen in its task of pulling a small containment unit free. The pack had gone through a few incarnations since its invention, he was told, and was now leaner, meaner, yet somehow only slightly less heavy. "Are you some kind of GHC groupie?"
The room temperature dropped by a couple of degrees.
"This is some serious shit--!"
The closet door opened and slammed against the wall. Housecoats and nightgowns flew into the air, leaving the wire hangers swinging on the rod. A bathrobe wrapped itself around Eli's neck.
The quilt flew off the bed and took on a vaguely human shape as it lunged for the blonde woman.
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Elijah had one hand on the charge-up button on his gear, and the other was frozen in its task of pulling a small containment unit free. The pack had gone through a few incarnations since its invention, he was told, and was now leaner, meaner, yet somehow only slightly less heavy. "Are you some kind of GHC groupie?"
The room temperature dropped by a couple of degrees.
"This is some serious shit--!"
The closet door opened and slammed against the wall. Housecoats and nightgowns flew into the air, leaving the wire hangers swinging on the rod. A bathrobe wrapped itself around Eli's neck.
The quilt flew off the bed and took on a vaguely human shape as it lunged for the blonde woman.