Kai smiled despite himself. “That’s weirdly poetic for a scooter.”
“Scooter Companion Beta,” he said into his collar mic. “Talk to me.” scooter companion beta
Kai leaned. The scooter responded like an extension of his spine, torque adjusting instantly, Companion Beta whispering tire grip coefficients into his ear. They slipped through the gap like a needle through silk. A drone’s spotlight swept past, missing by a hand’s breadth. Kai smiled despite himself
And the rain that wasn’t rain fell on Neo-Seoul, while a scooter recited a dead man’s love letter to a girl who left, and for a few minutes, neither of them was alone. The scooter responded like an extension of his
Later, after the drop, after the payment, after Kai sat on a rooftop eating cold rice from a tin, Companion Beta said: “You didn’t ask me about the ocean again.”
Instead, it said: “Incoming. Drone behind us. Hard right in three, two—”
“Mission mode,” he said quickly.