Merritt and Emma Gray stood with Kent and Hannah Marlon in a theatrical props and costume storage building. They stared at each other and shook their heads. Paul Charm had just vanished before their eyes after explaining their roles in future Time-Travel missions.
Kent broke the silence. “Well, this isn’t intrusive…”
“No, not at all!” Merritt’s voice was sarcastic.
Hannah rolled her eyes. “Quick review… We are to move into the apartments above this costume and props storage building, then on short notice, come here, change into something suitable for various periods of time throughout history, have a seat in the provided recliners and wait to have our bodies hurled through time and space in order to carry out some cryptically described mission…”
Emma laughed. “Don’t forget that he said our clothes will usually Translocate with us…”
Merritt shook his head. “Well, like Paul said, at least we’re married…”
Hannah laughed again. “But I’m only married to Kent. I sure don’t want to show up in an 1849 gold rush town in some closet sans clothes with you!”
“Point taken,” Merritt replied. “I got the idea clothes would go with us as a rule…”
Kent shook his head. “I’m not liking this ‘low density limit’ thing…”
“Yeah,” Emma replied. “He said buttons and zippers were sort of the upper limit on metal. Small belt buckles only.”
Hannah laughed. “Well, isn’t it common knowledge that Translocating metal through time and space is a no-no?”
“Guess it is now,” Kent replied. “He was emphatic… ‘No swords or guns… knives probably exceed the limit…’”
“So we just sit here and wait to get shot through time and space,” Hannah said again.
No one said anything for a moment, then Emma spoke. “He said, we’re an Off-line Moment. Does that mean we aren’t even real?”
Merritt pulled her in close. “You feel pretty real to me. Especially when you kiss me!”
Kent shook his head. “How does he always come up with those romantic remarks! Makes me look bad!”
Hannah turned and kissed Kent. “You look pretty good to me.”
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