World 5- 1961

Both, of course. Look, I'll run back and get the other few, you think about where to stash all this, cos we look a bit weird here. He glanced around, and people suddenly looked away and stopped murmering.

(how about you look through some files and you dream about the people you meet to make the company? ;O)

There's a private airfield not far from here.

I'm sure I could get us a ride.

( Will do)

Yeah, good idea. I can sleep on the flight, hopefully I'll get some guidance.

Charles chuckles.
Are we permitted to sleep, Angie?
Shouldnt we go back, to find Alice?

I'm permitted to sleep, because my sleep is useful. She puts an emphasis on "I" an "my".
I don't think so. I think.....it's too late.

Charles begins to get secretly pissed off.

Too late for her to be alive Angela? Or too late for you to accept that you need to help somebody.

Seriously! The whole idea.. this.. Primatech. We're going to need each other. We can't do that if we fight. Because Alice is Angela's sister, it'e her choice. I didn;t see anything when I went. Things were pretty bad, though. Complete mess. So... what do you say to that flight? He sat back down, dropping down into his chair, waiting for the reaction. He knew he should have kept his mouth shut.

I agree. Do you want to go and see if we can get a flight, without.. yeah. We may need some cash. He turned, and pulled off his watch. The cheap fake steel one, he had found. He asked Bob quickly to Gold-ify it, and put it back on his wrist when it was done.

(Didn't we go Odessa?)

(Nope, I thought we were going to find more founders.)

Once on the plane, she fell asleep, her head resting on Daniel's shoulder. She dreamed. Of 2 young women, close friends they seemed, one had phasing and the other seemed........fast, at everything. She woke with a gasp.

I know who we need to find.

Where are they? he asked, pleased that she didn't move her head. He was comfortable.