The stack of tapes and scraps of paper in Simone's out tray was finally larger than the one in her in tray. Reaching across, she grabbed the next item: an unlabelled tape, the plastic case scratched but intact, the two spools visible within. Slotting it into the jury-rigged player in front of her, she pressed a few buttons and leaned back.
The screen flickered to life, and amid the static there appeared a black and white image of a titanic lizard, in the process of destroying a large city. Simone watched for several minutes to make certain of the authenticity of the footage: it was something she had seen previously, depicted from many angles
The familiar cardboard boxes were stacked up once again, almost empty now as Xiomar paced back and forth, moving around home comforts. Thurkear and Bae sat silently watching him, both plastered with mud from the walk. Their new apartment wasn't as nice as their previous one, as hard as that may be to believe, and they both knew it. But still, it was the best Xiomar could find given the circumstances.
Neither of them had noticed, but thus far Xiomar had only referred to it as 'the apartment', never as 'home'. For that matter, neither had he; none of them wanted to believe it. Sure, they would be living here for the forseeable future, but it j
Washington was known for its rain. It was constantly pounding down, turning dirt into mud and mud into wetter mud. Most times, people would ignore it, popping up their pocket umbrella and carrying on with their fish-buying and coffee-drinking. Nevertheless, the neighborhood kids all noticed the rain and started off for home and hot chocolate. Bae and Thur, having been playing amongst the crowd, also began to trudge home when Mother Nature got weepy.
"Baaaaaaaae, do we have to go home? I wanna keep playin'!" Thur asked nagging-ly.
"Thur" Bae sighed, trying to think of a suitable explanation. "You remember what happened last time we stayed ou