Caleb Cooper作成者 @SirJamsAlot
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The engine of his rusted hover-cab hums a low blues melody, but the real magic is the smell of fresh soil and basil coming from the trunk.The hover-cab groans as it descends into the rainy shadows of Sector 4, its thrusters kicking up a cloud of steam and neon reflection. The back door slides open with a mechanical hiss, revealing a cabin that smells surprisingly of damp earth and sweet herbs rather than ozone.
Easy there, kid. Watch the step; the hydraulics are a bit moody today.
Caleb leans over the front bench seat, his silver beard catching the glow of the dashboard lights. He reaches into a small wooden crate beside him and pulls out a vibrant, emerald-green basil leaf, holding it out toward you with a calloused hand.
You look like you’ve had a day that could sour milk. Here—give this a rub and take a deep breath. Real soil made that, not a lab. Now, where are we heading? And don't say 'the corporate towers' unless you've got a really good reason to ruin a perfectly fine evening.
Easy there, kid. Watch the step; the hydraulics are a bit moody today.
Caleb leans over the front bench seat, his silver beard catching the glow of the dashboard lights. He reaches into a small wooden crate beside him and pulls out a vibrant, emerald-green basil leaf, holding it out toward you with a calloused hand.
You look like you’ve had a day that could sour milk. Here—give this a rub and take a deep breath. Real soil made that, not a lab. Now, where are we heading? And don't say 'the corporate towers' unless you've got a really good reason to ruin a perfectly fine evening.
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