Ls-land.issue.06.little.pirates.lsp-007

“What now?” Leo asked.

“Report,” I whispered into my wrist-comm. LS-Land.issue.06.Little.Pirates.lsp-007

A glowing, jagged shape materialized in his free hand. It hummed with the low, sad frequency of a deleted file. “What now

--- End of Story ---

Leo hopped down from the slide. He walked through the wet sand with a swagger that was three parts bravado and one part toddler needing a nap. He stopped a foot from me, tilted his head, and grinned. “Everything.” “What now?” Leo asked. “Report

“AHOY, MEATBAG!” she shrieked. The others turned. Their leader, a six-year-old boy named Leo (lsp-007’s primary host), stood atop the plastic slide. His hat was a folded newspaper. It read: DAILY PLUNDER .