“Isaac, I don’t know about you, but I have the vague sense that we are being outflanked.”
And then back to me, “Isaac and Monica are no longer a going concern, but he doesn’t want to talk about it.
He just wants to cry and play Counterinsurgence 2: The Price of Dawn.” “Fair enough,” I said.
“Isaac, I feel a growing concern about our position. If you agree, head over to that power station, and I’ll cover you.”
Isaac ran toward a nondescript building while Augustus fired a machine gun wildly in a series of quick bursts, running behind him.
“Anyway,” Augustus said to me, “it doesn’t hurt to talk to him. If you have any sage words of feminine advice.”
“I actually think his response is probably appropriate,” I said as a burst of gunfire from Isaac killed an enemy
who’d peeked his head out from behind the burned-out husk of a pickup truck.
Augustus nodded at the screen. “Pain demands to be felt,” he said, which was a line from An Imperial Affliction.
“You’re sure there’s no one behind us?” he asked Isaac.
Moments later, tracer bullets started whizzing over their heads. “Oh, goddamn it, Isaac,” Augustus said.
“I don’t mean to criticize you in your moment of great weakness,
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