Kels proceeded to plug my Dinodex into the station while I cleaned off the beacon.
I climbed down and Kels closed up the side panel. “Well, our work here is done,” she joked.
“Shouldn’t we help the engineers de-net the drones?” I asked.
We walked to the area where they were cleaning the drones on the pier and I gave Kels a tap with my elbow. I nodded for her to look down the pier a little further where Corporal Moretti was walking between the engineers; he was shirtless and wearing swim trunks, holding his rifle casually.
She smiled. “Damn!”
I nearly snorted I laughed so hard, but she wasn’t wrong. “Kels, let’s keep this professional,” I demanded.
As we passed through the engineers doing the cleaning, I started to approach one of them to ask if he needed help with the net, but before I could open my mouth, Kels yelled for all to hear. “Piper, weren’t you going to get those ocean floor soil samples for Dr. Landry?”
I had no idea what she was talking about. “What are you—"
“The soil samples from under the water?” I could tell by the look in her eyes what she was suggesting.
The afternoon sun was very hot and the water did look enticingly refreshing. “Oh, yes,” I replied loudly, “the soil and water samples I need to take.”
Kels shook her head at me and we made our way off of the pier and down next to the water. I started to take my clothes off so I could go in the water. I made it in so that my toes were just at the line where the waves came rolling in. Then Kels shouted up toward the pier. “Excuse me, Corporal… Could you keep an eye on me and my friend while we collect samples?”
“Sure thing,” he shouted.
I turned around and glared at Kels. “I hate you.”
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