Lixa gazed at the rows of small openings that were amazingly intact in the rubble. “What do you suppose they used these for?” she asked Tareg, who was leading the expedition.
“I’ve seen pictures of other buildings that had similar construction,” Tareg said. “It was part of a communications center. This is a great find.”
“So, we’ll be rewarded with a bonus and time off?” Lixa asked. She’d been working on Earth for three years and was hoping for a break to visit her family.
Tareg laughed. “Keep dreaming, Lix. They want all of this section finished now that the radiation levels are safe to work in.”
“It’s been ten thousand years since humans all died out,” she muttered. “What’s the big hurry?”
“Because we might need a new planet soon,” he whispered, his purple eyes aglow with a strange light she recognized as fear. “There have been threats.”
Lixa waved a hand to indicate the ruined city. “After knowing this… happens, we would still engage in warfare?”
“It will always be the way.” Tareg shrugged. “Let’s finish the job.”
Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge 32
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