3531 by John Black Page A

trying to learn it. “How do they work do you know?” he questioned.
                  “Yes, these are saber lasers-3 The clips fit into this slot, and it takes a few seconds for it to charge. The clips hold thirty rounds of energy. These were very primitive. You can't fire them prone, the discharge can come in contact with the ground setting off the weapon. A flaw in the design.”
                  He handed her one of the spare boxes of ammo. Slowly they made their way south. He continued to check the compass to make sure they didn't deviate off course. After several hours of walking in silence, they stopped under the provided shade offered by the boulders.
                  He handed her one of the 771.
                  “Thanks,” she took the pill from his hand, and chased it with a swallow of warm water. He followed suit.
                  “Here take a bottle just in case we get separated.”
                  She took the bottle, then looked at his shoulder. “How are you feeling?”
                  “It hurts, but I'll live.” After taking another sip of water he opened the pack to examine the HO-2. She came up beside him.
                  “Its broken, it took the majority of that laser shot.” Not giving up they both examined it closer.
                  “Look the one processor looks disconnected.” She carefully pressed it back into its slot.
                  He tried turning it on, but had no luck. “Those connectors look really bad too.” Tearing away a button from his shirt he filed it against some rocks attempting to turn it into a sharp tool.
                  She watched on, while he managed to reconnect some of the wiring. Attempting to turn it on, they cheered and hugged as it came to life.
                  He looked around, “lets go ahead and find a concealed place to camp for the night”
                  She nodded her head and together they find a suitable place among some rocks.
                  “What do you have in that bag?” he finally asked.
                  “Soap, shampoo and those chips.”
                  “But why?” he asked
                  “There might be some very valuable information on those chips.”
                  “I don't exactly see a place to insert them in, out here in the middle of no where.”
                  “They can play on just about any form of video, AI, or VR machine. Some of those machine have internal power sources.”
                  Laying on the sleeping bag, he folded his hands under his neck. “What do you think we will found out there,” pointing his foot towards the south.
                  She smiled at him. “I don't know, but its got to be better then where I came from.”
                  “I can't see us living on these pills for ever,” he added.
                  “True, I hope there's no side effect on these things. I'm dieing to sink my teeth into a nice piece of meat.”
                  After the sun sank behind the horizon, they could feel the temperature drop. Rachel burrowed into the sleeping bag.
                  “Aren’t you cold?” she asked, innocently feeling his side with the back of her hand.
                  “No it actually feels good.”
                  She gave a silent smirk at his comment. Tired and weary from the days events, she fell asleep.
                  Donovan continued to stare at the stars. They sparkled brightly in the night, from unknown distances. His arms ached from being folded so long, he fingered her hair. The strands while still course were thicker now. Feeling her stir, he stopped and rested his hand where her neck and shoulders came together.
                  He