Teekla went over her notes one final time
before pocketing her reading glasses and handing off her holographic
tablet to Dory. On schedule, the door to the meeting room opened and
she walked in at the same time that her scholarly rival entered from
the door to the opposite hall.
The long-eared, would-be
theorist smirked at Teekla. “Prepared to promenade the pertinent
possible promises of your prospective proposal?”
“Definitively.”
“I
will polish the pediment with you.”
Teekla managed to
refrain from rolling her eyes. The Synergetics College would only
fund one more project . It was going to be hers.
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