Acme Time Travel Incorporated - Volume 2 -
Do you think you could catch one? 6:45 pm 18th Oct 2180
On the outskirts of Zurich
Ginny pulled up a map of Switzerland. She dragged it around and drilled down into it, looking for something.
“What are you ...?” Gabriel said.
“I’m thinking ...” Ginny said, “how about a nice agricultural area, sheep and cows, nice little town nearby. That would do I reckon.”
Ginny smiled across at Gabriel.
Gabriel thought that she obviously had something in mind, but she looked like she was either unwilling to explain it right now, or maybe it was just a glimmer of an idea and she needed time to work it through.
Either way, she seemed to be happier than she had been for a while.
She had even got Vicky to get her a sweat-shirt that let you design things on it.
It came with tools.
Who would have thought it?
A sweat-shirt that came with tools?
Currently it was all black, with white writing on it.
The writing was on both the front and the back.
It was a quote; or at least it had words on it that Gabriel hadn’t heard before.
On the front it said:
Don’t judge
me cause
I’m quiet
On the back it said:
No one plans
a murder
out loud
Gabriel had laughed when he saw her wearing it this morning. She had coupled it with a pair of tight blue jeans and hiking boots. He had thought she looked very nice and he had even complimented her on it.
She had smiled back at him; she had even given him a hug, but he had felt a hardness in her.
He thought that was maybe a good thing.
They were actually playing a very dangerous game.
He knew that he himself had the capacity to be pretty hard. In point of fact, it sometimes worried him. He knew that sometimes, sometimes when he had needed to be ruthless, sometimes he had felt it difficult to stop.
And Ginny had seen him like that ... and it had upset her.
He wondered if Ginny would be as upset if she saw that sort of thing now ... now that she had found some degree of hardness in herself.
Ginny dragged the map across to Davos.
“That’s where the UK royal family used to go,” Gabriel said.
“What?”
“They used to go there skiing,” Gabriel continued.
“Erm ... er ... yeah,” Ginny said.
“It’s not important,” Gabriel said, feeling a bit stupid.
Ginny turned towards him.
“Come over here, Pudding,” she said. “I need some help.”
Gabriel walked over to her.
She thought he had the air of a small puppy: unsure if it was loved or not; unsure whether it had done something wrong or not.
“I’m looking for a nice little area of farmland,” she explained.
“Somewhere with some nice rolling hills and a few moo cows ambling about.”
Gabriel looked perplexed.
“I don’t want to tell you why yet ... ’cos you’ll probably think I’m stupid, but ... Ship, can you give me this map as an aerial view, with lots of detail?”
She dragged around on her new map.
It gave the impression of flying over the ground, looking down from a few hundred yards, like from a glider.
“How about there?” she said.
It was an area of gently rolling hills. Small houses and barns were scattered here and there. They all looked to be made from logs.
A few sheep could be seen dotted about, but they were dwarfed by what looked like very large, very orange, very long-haired cows.
“It looks like chocolate box country,” Gabriel said.
“Yeah, I suppose so,” Ginny said.
“Are they cows or bulls,” Gabriel asked, “cos they’ve got really big horns?”
“I don’t know,” Ginny said, “but they look ideal for purpose.”
Gabriel gave a questioning look to Ginny.
“Do you think you could catch one?” she said.
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