Spires's wristwatch was the only relic he had of the world he'd lost, that and a coin he'd given to MacBain. The wristwatch though, was military issue, with full holographic display, communications, organization and a really good solitaire game.
Stepping out of the secret entrance Gadget squinted as he looked fertively about checking nobody could see him emerge. Satisfied the coast was clear he set off, his eyes slowly adjusting to daylight from the dark foetid gore of the containment lab. These short excursions were literally a breath of fresh air.
Thursday (Morning, just before dawn).
Avariel Falcon peered into the tiny portal, and it was trully tiny, more tiny than the little test portals that her creator the late Doctor Falcon had created in her lab in Caledon.