That was the problem with telekinesis-transport; a slight miscalculation and, . . .

As an extractor, Toby knew the follies of distracted tkting all too well. She was a flight 9.9 translator able to triangulate the 3 Ms (muddled, muffled, mangled) communiques. Her recovery rate was an impressive 99.9999999%

Like this evening, when the gurble came through her headset. “Not the best first impression,” she thought, donning her extraction invisa-suit “to make on a first date.”

Especially as it was the lobby of her apartment building the idiot was aiming for.

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