09/26/2025 Snippet, IRONGHOSTS.

Getting close to the end.

Their sleep had been shockingly restful, and even barely enough to suit their needs. Mu even stood watch, although she warned them as they moved through the sewers that her sisters would be watching for her. “Alpha will seek replacement parts for her damaged arm, and Omega will harry her — and me.”

“Harry? Why isn’t Omega just trying to kill her?” asked Nat. “And can we get them underground? That would be very helpful.”

“Omega would have difficulty thinking of it. My sisters are self-aware, but they are not quick to adapt to new things. There is a procedure, and they will keep to it. And both of them hate being underground. We draw strength from the sun, and too much time away from it makes us weak and clumsy.”  Mu looked down at her broken body. “They know that I must return above, from time to time, and strike at me then.”

“My apologies for saying so, Mu,” rumbled Oxman, “but your sisters are horrible.”

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