" Oh... Adaptive little bugger, isn't it?"Mayoni smiled. "That's the spirit. We can still whip this thing! I have some good news for you too, about Ly...da. She hasn't needed the extract now in six hours. It's really, really encouraging." That is good news." Jennifer sighed. "How come the destruct code is mutating in me but not Lynda?" I don't know. The human immune system is such a piece of work! We might not ever know. A strong possibility is the radiation damage you had. Yours was more severe. My organization just offered me a big raise if I was willing to relocate. I’d be a fool to turn it down. The Circle Jerk Club threw me a going away party after hours back stage at Slammers. That was the night club where our two she male friends Billie Jean and Jilly Grrl performed their act. Robbie was there as well as Billie Jean and Terry. Jilly had to leave due to something that came up with hir f****y. Velcro byotch drama queen Gigi said she was too distraught to make it. However the other. It looked to be made of flint, instead of the metal blades we currently use. The same was true of his spear; it was crude but well made.His compatriot on my right was garbed in the same fashion, with the same tools. It was the features that were different. Where the man on the left had light brown hair, the man on the right had dark brown. The man on the left had angular features, while his companion at the fire was chubbier. He also looked a fair bit older by comparison.The other side and. And it was my civic duty to help as much as practical, albeit being somewhat apprehensive. By the way "as far as practical" -- in my book -- doesn't include getting my head blown off, or anything stupid like that. So I resolved to be prepared to think on my feet, leg it rather sharpish, or come up with my own plan as circumstance dictated.Hey look, it had been inferred that I might well be the target of an assassination attempt. If push came to shove, and things got ... exciting, I would damn.