(A-Z Challenge, read sequentially from A-Z! [Hint: Click HERE and scroll to the bottom.] Or don’t, that’s fine, too.)
“Kuiper belt?” Ann’s tone expressed her anger more than her face. “There is No. Goddamn. Way. No, no, no.” She turned on her heel and stormed out of the lounge. “Damnit!” She cursed as she left the doorway.
Sag took another drink of his water. He practiced closing one eye, and then the next. Again. Then again. Sag shook his head, ‘Odd sensation.’ He still found the feeling of controlling functions in his eyes with his eyelids offputting. His new toys were far from the best on the market, but they had their uses. Magnification, recording, net access, communication, and streaming to an outside source; basic functions, but useful. Sag was still practicing the controls that Rhett had quickly explained like they should be natural to him when a hand fell on his shoulder. Sag turned his head to look at the thick, dark-skinned digits, calloused and scraped. He smiled.
“Jason, old friend,” Sag said.
“Konbanwa Sachi,” Jason’s tone was deep, from the gut, melodic even. He sat next to Sag, “Life te trata bien?”
“Watashi wa ikite iru, my friend. Vivimos así que no estamos muertos. You, daijobu ka?” Sag responded still looking down into his glass.
Jason narrowed his eyes, “You have been seeing her again?”
Sag sighed, “For but a moment.” He looked up to his friend and noticed only a hint of surprise on Jason’s face, and only that because he knew him all too well.
Not much surprised Jason anymore and he smiled, “At least they are the same color, a better one in fact! You hungry, friend? I will fill your belly if I can do nothing else.” Jason slapped a heavy hand onto the counter making the patrons near them jump, and the bartend turned to him, “Comida, for my friend and me, Bartend, onegaishimasu!”
A small smile crossed Sag’s features, more than any had in months.