<meta name="LineWrap" content="true"><TITLE>SR_Bk1 0061</TITLE><A HREF="SR_Bk1-0062.txt">Next (Page 62)</A><BR>"<P><P>"You're quite welcome, Daptin. This has been most entertaining, in my way."<P><P>The next instant, Obfuser was gone.<P><P>"This is so fucked," Daptin muttered to himself as he shook his head, looking around the apartment he hadn't seen in months.<P><P>--------------------------<P>CHAPTER 15<P>--------------------------<P><P>"Have you found Tickle, then?" Coabler asked Pattern Integrity.<P><P>"Yes, but he's in an awful state."<P><P>"How so?" Coabler asked.<P><P>"Classic has him," Pattern said, pointing toward Classic of Logic in the distance. <P><P>"Fetch 'er, Kesh," Coabler said.<P><P>Kesh the Vector raised his finger, but in the distance Classic of Logic waved her hand briefly. Kesh projected his vector, but it went far right of the girl.<P><P>"Logic is, my vector cannot pass through Classic," Kesh said.<P><P>"Respect her power. Let her come hither as she pleases, then," Coabler said.<P><P>"Is there anything that girl can't do?" said Pattern Integrity.<P><P>"I'd rather not contemplate it," Coabler said.<P><P>Soon Classic of Logic approached the group. She raised her hand and opened it, revealing a little plastic figurine of Tickle the Monster.<P><P>"Look what's happened to him," Classic said.<P><P>"Miniaturized?" Coabler asked.<P><P>"No--he's a plastic toy. See--you can see where his eyes and stuff are painted on," Classic said, showing Coabler. <P><P>"This is most disturbing," said Coabler.<P><P>"As long as we have him, we can cure him eventually," Kesh said.<P><P>"Can't you just logic the poor fellow?" Pattern asked.<P><P>"I could try, but I don't know what declaration to make. And since his condition could be a lot of things, the wrong shiftinlogic could do great damage to him."<P><P>"Stick him in your pocket for now," Coabler said. "He'll be dealt with when the time comes. For now, let us await the return of this fellow Daptin. Then we'll see if it's the true Cup he has."<P><P>Kesh the Vector knelt down and touched the ground with his gloved hand, surveying the scene and noting the unmoving forms of Jerald Hapal Hatch and Fake Cerquaine.<P><P>"If this Daptin doesn't return, I wonder what will become of us," Kesh said. "We can't move toward the Cup if it doesn't exist."<P><P>Demolish All, who had been sleeping, stirred and raised herself up a little, her long black hair all mussed up.<P><P>"Did I miss anything good?" she asked groggily.<P><P>"No, not really, Demolish," Coabler said. "Everyone's here except Bith, who's apparently on his way back now. I trust you're all rested from the ordeal."<P><P>"Ordeal?" Demolish said. "Oh no--it was fantastic. Such pure destruction and violation of order--blasted intense! My experience was an order of magnitude or two more than an intense and continuous orgasm. What a thrill!"<P><P>"Then you definitely ought to get yourself a few of those balloons," Kesh said dryly.<P><P>--------------------------<P>CHAPTER 16<P>--------------------------<P><P>It was a dusky junkyard world, but the trucks were in good shape.<P><P>"Hi. I'm Leon James Hara. Welcome to my Small Universe of Trucks."<P><P>"Um, yeah, hi. I'm Supple Jake."<P><P>Hara, a young Asian man, extended his hand, which Jake shook. Jake was a hippie kind of woman in her forties, not bad looking.<P><P>"I don't get many visitors here," Hara said.<P><P>"Oh?"<P><P>"Oh no. So where do you come from?"<P><P>"I'm a lost soul with an opportunity. There were two of me, so one of me was offered a chance to go and not come back."<P><P>Hara smiled.<P><P>"Well I'm so happy you came."<P><P>"I'm happy to be here. It's always great to teleport into a new world of some sort. It seems to be what I was born for. Another day, another alternate universe."<P><P>"Well now that's really something to talk about, now isn't it?"<P><P>"What, travelling to other worlds?" Jake asked.<BR><A HREF="SR_Bk1-0062.txt">Next (Page 62)</A>