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Yuma squats beside him. Dust grits beneath his boots. The core reader on his belt gives a stuttering chirp—Jo’s signal, flickering, unstable. He should’ve pulled it days ago. Unit 454-KUR4. Priority dismantle. High-yield necrotech core, borderline custom-grade. Could’ve paid off two contracts, maybe three. Instead, he’s here. Watching a corpse draw love on shattered tech.
Jo lifts the panel gently, holds it toward him. “I think they knew each other,” he says. “In life.”
The sketch is precise, fluid: two figures, kneeling face to face. One places their hand on the other’s jaw, eyes closed. The creases at the corners of a smile. The slant of lashes. The outline of collarbones.
“It’s time we move,” Yuma says.
Jo nods. Doesn’t rise immediately. Only stares into the sketch, the way one stares into a well and wonders what might be looking back.
[post-apocalypse, Yuma is a tech scavenger contracted to harvest the necrocore of worker unit 454-KUR4]
Series
- Part 42 of Many Moons: An &TEAM Flash Fic Series