Chapter Seventy-Four - I Have The Shy Ground
Chapter Seventy-Four - I Have The Shy Ground
"That's NOT how recoil works. Hell, that's not how physics works.
No, I don't care that you're a samurai or whatever. While you're human, in this universe, you obey the laws of physics, dammit!"
--Professor K. Dick, Psysics dept. MIT, 2033
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I tried to be somewhat subtle as I moved through the woods. Shy was ahead of me, and she caught on soon enough that my mech was on the wider side of things. That meant that she mostly picked out a route with fewer trees, or at least more room between them whenever possible.
I was still crashing through the woods, rustling branches and breaking young trees with loud snaps. There was subtle, then there was multi-ton mecha subtle.
There was really only so much that could be done at the end of the day.
Shy half-turned, and I could only just make her out from the very slight shimmer in the air where she stood. Her camo was good, but it still warped a little when contrasted against a complex surface, like fallen trees and piles of leaves.