“Hey Joe. Where you going with that gun in your hand?”
“What?” It had come over his skull phone.
“It’s me.
Bibi.”
”Bibi? You’re alive?”
“Oh yes. Thanks to
you.”
”Where are you?”
“Behind you.”
Joe turned and looked into the visor of the suit walking up to him. On the surface of the glass he could only see a reflection of The Rings.
“Not easy to see a face as black as mine eh?”
Joe held his hand to her visor, blocking out the reflection
“Bibi. I thought….Bibi. I thought you were dead. On Mirconium.”
“Oh yes. I could have been dead.”
“Oh Bibi.” Joe put his other arm round her shoulder.
“It was you warned security about that idiot on the Zheng He?”
“Yes.”
“I knew it was.” She had both hands on his chest. Not that she could actually feel his chest through all the suit’s attachments.
“I did it anonymously. So how did you know it was….?”
“I worked it out.”
“So what happened?”
“I think the idiot was posted somewhere far away. The idiot who was showing the videos off. Then I got warned. I was with the Vengeance at the time. We were sabotaging their black hole establishment. So I just stayed with the Vengeance.”
“Oh. You didn’t leave with the embassy staff?” Joe tried to hold her tighter
“No. I stayed at the UP embassy. I had plans to become the mistress of someone important. Didn’t happen though. Now I’m here to help question all these prisoners.”
“Oh.” Joe couldn’t get his arms round the bulk of her suit, so he just held her arms.
“Yellow alert. Freighter leaving Mirconium.”
“I suppose you get used to these warnings.”
“Warnings? Oh that. Yeah, we got used to it.” But Joe searched the sky anyway. The Moon of Al Banduq was orbiting round to the daylight side of the Gas Giant. It seemed as though half the sky was a swirling pattern of crazy bands of colour. All the bands melting and twisting into each other. Whirlpools of pink and yellow. Billowing clouds of blue and grey. Impossible to follow the ever changing patterns...
“So what about the question you really want to ask?”
“Well….If you don’t want to say…..” began Joe.
“Oh yes. That’s all right. I suppose you think I’m a bit of a freak.”
“Well. No. I mean….I still…..I’m very fond of you.”
“Really?”
“You don’t believe me.”
“I suppose I do. Just lately though. I’ve met some rather untrustworthy people.”
“Right” Joe glanced up at the Gas Giant again. Its great half crescent was casting a pale pink light on the icy ground. Highlighting the dark blue shadows.
“Right.” Said Bibi. She knew Joe was looking at the sky.
Not at her. Not into her eyes.
“So what on earth is that in your hands?”
Bibi saw Joe’s eyes flicker down to her hands. He looked concerned, maybe fearful. Then at last up into her eyes.
“Not just my hands Joe. The bones in my whole arms are titanium. My shoulder blades are really power packs. Just shaped like shoulder blades. I charge them up through a socket in the back of my head. Hidden in my hair. You never spotted it did you?”
“No.” Joe relaxed his grip on her arms.
“Do you remember me
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