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One of these weeks I will post on time. This is from the story I wrote for reverse remix:

“I didn’t get much, not from a first meeting,” Kareen was saying. She turned her arm, flashing the pink marks of a hypospray on the inside of her elbow. “But I did get this.”

“Is that--” Mark cut himself off. Rejuvenation would definitely trip the security flags.

“Either that or a slow-acting poison."

It's a short story, but somehow it was harder than usual to pick a six-sentence-long excerpt?

I am working on yours, Dove! (I hope you don't mind Mako POV)