nextgen_adult:

Margaret Donovan Stark was pleased. The professor she had paid five million dollars to had come through for her. She now had an AI to operate the drones. The beautiful part about it was that the young Stark had written the code. It was perfect. If something went wrong Maggie could easily place the blame at the girl's doorstep.

Maragaret grabbed the hard drive and would personally deliver it to her lead on the project.

got_the_touch:

For any fool for love, being separated from your significant other feels like a long time.

When said significant other is off talking to her dad who rules two thirds or more of the world's surface, and is discussing a bunch of crazy people out to kill you, it feels even longer.

To keep himself busy, Mason had built an aluminum tree house just outside the base, fastidiously checking the road leading towards it for any sign of her.