"What is that what is that whatisthat?!!" She yelled as they thundered up the steps, the note clutched protectively to her chest. She had grabbed ahold of the front of Gally's shirt by the time he had noticed and reacted to the thing as well, and was pulling him toward the stairs faster than he thought she could go. Luckily she had sense enough to wrench the note away from the thing, it's little claw keeping just a tiny scrap of paper. It was hanging from the light bulb and it was trying to steal the note.Īussie didn't let out a stereotypical high pitched scream, but she certainly did scream, startling Gally half to death. She followed it upwards and saw it was attached to an equally robotic body, like some kind of toy insect. She was just in time to see a metallic claw, like some kind of robotic chameleon foot, reach out and grab the top of the paper. Aussie looked up, wondering where these shadows were coming from. Trials? What was it saying about trials? Aussie could hardly see with the shadows moving across the page. W t yo re do ng to th se kids wro g and I can't al ow it to co tinue. I ca t do t is an more.Īt this point neither of them noticed the light begin to sway.į rced to t ke act on. He held one side of the paper and she held the other as they leaned further under the light, trying to get just the right angle to see the faint words.ĭec ve me. Gally's hand traveled up her back to rest on her shoulder as he leaned in for a better look. "Ok, finished," Aussie slapped the pencil down on the table, the side of her palm covered in grey lead.
He soon forgot all about it, thoroughly distracted by, not only the mystery of the note, but that he was alone with Aussie, breaking the No Touching Rule. Maybe they hadn't closed the door all the way behind them when they came down. Gally shrugged it off as Gertie or one of the others checking on them. "I thought I heard the door open earlier," she confirmed without stopping her work. "Did someone come down here?" He asked her absently. Something caught his eye and he looked up to see a shaft of light coming down from up stairs. Gally kept his hand on her back as she worked. She bent over and continued to color in the page. "That's not important right now, let's first see what it says, alright?" "It's ok, it's ok," he said as he placed his hand on her back in an effort to calm her down. I don't know if it is mine, or if it just looks like mine, or how it could be possible-" she rubbed her forehead then ran her hand over her mouth. "Your handwriting?" He repeated as his brows furrowed deeply. "It's not easy with the creases from the folding, but there's definitely something here, and Gally?" She stared up at him with a spooked look in her eyes. He leaned over her to see what had come to light so far. There could be more to this note than initially met the eye. He did know exactly what she meant and his eyes widened. when you have a note pad or a stack of papers and you write a note on the - on the top one, the top piece of paper, the pressure kind of copies the words to the page underneath? And when you rub a pencil over it you can see the words?" "I know this looks crazy but I promise it makes sense," she assured him a bit manically.
She looked up at him and it took a second for her eyes to focus properly.
"What are you doing?" He questioned as he strode over to her. She'd covered about half the page in lead already. His brows furrowed and his head cocked to the side when he saw her hunched over the paper, rubbing the pencil over it in quick, broad strokes. When Gally's eyes landed on Aussie the thoughts of love dissipated like a mist.
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