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One of the Team, continued...

My schedule now seems to go as follows:

Friday and Saturday, check-in.
Thursday and Sunday I, assist as needed. (when not needed, phones.)

So today (Sunday; I'm still up) I was on the phones. And Cute Geek Super and Rev. Nice Super came (loudly) through the area I was in.

"Four Eyes!" Rev. Nice Super taunted Cute Geek Super as they entered the area.
"You talkin' to me?" Cute Geek Super responded, looking tough.
"No, actually, I was talking to Azure," Rev. Nice Super evaded. He turned to me (sitting quietly in my booth working). "HEY, FOUR-EYES!"

I love working with fellow adults...
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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