B28C21 - Demorph Slightly

<Bond,> Marco said. <James Bond.>

Scrrrrreeeeeee!

Marco hit the brakes and the truck came slithering and fishtailing to a stop at the gate of the meatpacking plant.

Now that the cargo had been reshuffled, I had a better, clearer view out the left side of the truck. I could see two armed guards approaching the cab. They seemed somewhat disturbed. Possibly awed. Possibly admiring. Possibly frightened.

It is sometimes hard to decipher human facial expressions.

"What are you, crazy?" one guard shouted.

"Bad shocks, man," Marco said in a low, guttural, muddy voice.

I was startled to hear him make mouth sounds. He must have partially demorphed to human. Just human enough to pass.

"Bad shocks! What are you, nuts? You should be locked up! You should be in a rubber room!"

"Here, just sign off on the manifest," Prince Jake said, trying to lower his own voice.

"You're cleared," the second guard said. "Just let us know when you're gonna leave, so we can stay out of your way."

<Oh goody, they're letting us in,> Tobias said darkly.

Marco segued back into gorilla morph as soon as the guards stepped back. <I think I see a ramp up there. That must be where we go,> he said. Then, in obvious reply to Prince Jake, <Sure, I can back up to the ramp. Why wouldn't I be able to back up?>

<Oh, man, this is going to be ugly,> Rachel said, speaking from Tobias's nostril.