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“You do the best you can with what you have?” “Exactly. Sometimes your best isn’t good enough. But, good or bad, all you can do is keep going. Try to make your best a little better each time.”
“No, but none of the interested parties could ever agree on a more ordinary name. The Chinese wanted it to be meaningful and the Americans didn’t want it to sound foreign. Neither wanted the other to get what they wanted, and Australian names were roundly rejected. I was actually in a meeting where someone told the Americans that Woolloomooloo was a town name and they went completely spare. The French tried to sneak a name in while everyone else was fighting, but that didn’t work. In the end, it got left the way it is.”
Barry heard Terry all but leaping from his chair. “Rufus Remore is here?” “Yes.” “In person?” “Yes.” “Is he wearing a shirt?” “Terrance…” “Could we get security to confiscate it? As a precaution.” “Have you even finished your sexual harassment seminars from the last thing?” “I got back from the last one on Thursday. I can’t believe they made me fly to Adelaide for the damn things.” “I can’t believe you’re still employed.”
The clothes Asano wore were interesting. He had no battle garb, and no magic items of note, beyond a pair of what were probably amulets on a necklace under his shirt. Otherwise, Jota sensed only basic clothing enchantments, although the man’s underpants had oddly potent resilience magic. In design, he had a shirt with a colourful floral print, tan short pants, sandals and a straw hat.
Jason let out a low whistle, unheard as the sound of the blast was still fading. The pirates were scattered across the sky, over the town and beyond. By the time quiet returned, so had Humphrey to his team. “What’s that special attack called again?” Jason asked. “Boom Town?” “Unstoppable Force,” Humphrey told him. “As you well know.” “It did look unstoppable. Especially with Neil giving it a boost.” “Don’t go trying to give my powers weird names. The team letting you name tactics is bad enough.” “I thought the ‘Suck and Cut’ tactic worked pretty well.” “That doesn’t even make sense.”
Jason looked down at his sword, both the first and last gift he had gotten from Gary, and smiled. Jason’s powers had no mercy in them on their own, but through the legacy of his friend, they always would. “Thank you, brother,” he whispered.
Finally, the feed came back fully, with even a static-filled image appearing on the monitor. Someone was holding the drone, staring into the camera so closely, they could see right up the man’s nostril. “Neil,” Jason’s voice came through. “Put that thing down.”
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