Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank.
Her metal fooot tapped against the tiled floor again and again and again, but all right in time with the ticking of a clock.
The receptionist, prattling on down the phone, did not notice at all.
“Oh my gods,” she drawled. “You’re telling me her baby got stuck on the ceiling? That’s why you have to strap their wings down! Who wants a baby that can fly when they can’t?”
The spy snorted.
That, the receptionist almost noticed, at least based on the pausing in her words.
The spy went silent.
And so, the receptionist prattled onwards.
Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank
Her teeth were metal, too.
They clinked and clanked as she breathed, as she mouthed little words to herself.
Her tongue traced the buttons attached to the insides of her teeth, though she did not truly press any of them just yet.
They had purposes, after all.
Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank
That was all she could really hear.
That was all she could really hear.
That was all she could really hear.
Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank
But her metal ears were recorders, too, though covered with enough real flesh and fake flesh to easily disguse herself as a human amongst humans amongst humans.
A human amongst humans amongst humans amongst humans amongst humans amongst humans amongst humans.
Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank
Metal was all she was made of.
Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank
Her bosses had something she needed to record, and she was the best of the best.
And so, she clinked.
And so, she clanked.
And so, the spy listened and she listened and she listened and she listened and she listened and she listened and she listened.
Without really listening at all.
Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank
(This is based on the magic of Metal and the character of Lunetta in my series, 49! READ HER BOOK NOW!)
