[story][Fenspace Alternates] The South Is Rising, Someone Get A Hammer

[Dakota]

I'd post this to the sketchpad doc, but google docs isn't working for me currently.
A idea I was kicking around in having some 191'ers get their hands on some wavium. Of course the one that supplied the jar of wave isn't up to any good, but he plans backfire do to the group knowing just enough to realize something isn't right about the info supplied with the jar.
I'm still plotting out how things will go with how the Fen find out and get involved. Probably a test flight the Fen detect and investigate as a possible Draka contact.

Three friends sat in a old barn around a makeshift table. The young adults regarding a mason jar full of a gray slime. One of them reached out plucked the jar off the table.
Holding it up the a sunbeam leaking through a roof crack. Tim Ray watched the weird metallic patterns swirl in the slime. "So where did it come from Siles? Another one of your mail order items?"
Siles Mayweather looked up from cleaning his glasses with the edge of his shirt. "No, it showed up on my porch one day while I was in town."
The only girl in the group, a Debbie Stonewall set down a stack of typed sheets on the table, "I'd not believe any of the claims made by these papers if it wasn't for the EVENT and the Broadcast." She shook her head, "I'm still weary of it even then."
Siles pointed at the jar in Tim's hand, "Well that was half full when I got it, I 'fed' it one of my pulps like those papers said. It didn't act like any acid I know of, the pulp just seemed to fall apart like it'd been in water too long. The next day the jar was nearly full."
Debbie tilted her head at Siles, "I hope you used gloves for that, anyway the other thing nagging at me is that these papers don't seem complete. Like somethings been removed and skirted around. It claims you can make a rocketship, but I know that you can't go to high up before you pass out from when I was learning to fly a aeroplane." She threw her hands in the air, "So how do you breath when going to the moon? They don't say anything about that at all."
Siles frowned as he put his glasses back on, "Your right, we'd need a enclosed craft." He paused, a light bulb going off in his head as he remembered a navy article he read one time. "That's it, maybe they are like submarines, but how do they refresh their air?"

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