'Hoverboard' on YouTube, actually large drone with person riding. What if the drone was used to carry essential items in times of need and trouble. -- Anon Guest
[AN: I've seen videos of these things. They are cool, but also loud as HECK. More annoying than the average dirt bike and three times as dangerous. And yes, Drones carried goods before they carried people]
Tal could trust the ones that made noise. Ze had learned to hide in the granite tubes until ze could hear the good drones coming in. Those who had scopes or binocs said that both kinds of drones had the same markings. Tal would never understand why the enemy would treat with one hand and torture with another. Yet the ones that gave never lured anyone out so the ones that killed could do their dirty work.
Tal had given up on watching the news, like so many others had done. Not only was there a supreme absence of working screens or speakers now, but they often said different things about the same events. The carpet bombing of the last surface funeral was apparently quelling a riot over food, while the supply delivery was urgent humanitarian aid for the children suffering in the conflict of the war-torn area.
They said they were quelling sadistic overlords, but Tal had never heard of any such person here in the wastelands. There had been troops, once, searching the area for some kind of leader, but all that was left were kids like Tal, scrabbling for their own keep. Some kids were having kids whether they wanted them or not. Some kids, like Tal, were more or less raised by the clusters of those older than them.
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