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The Eleventh Gate – Snippet 13

The Eleventh Gate - Snippet 13 8: PROMETHEUS DiCaria said, "There they are, sir." The Landry warship showed as a blip on a datascreen of the Skyhawk.  Technically, of course, it was not a warship since it belonged to a corporation fleet and, until now, there had never been a war.  But call it what you will, Martinez had no doubt that it was just as heavily weaponized as his own vessel. Martinez said, "Arm weapons." "Armed." "Countdown at twenty units from firing range." "Yes, sir." The Skyhawk hovered on the Prometheus side of the...

The Shaman of Karres – Snippet 17

The Shaman of Karres - Snippet 17 Once they got up to the ridge line the full blast of the night wind nearly froze him again. But at least they were walking downhill now, and Nady was using a small atomic light to show the stark terrain. Suddenly he stopped dead. "Back up slowly," he said. "There's a porpentile by the trail." Pausert stared but couldn't see anything. "Where?" he asked as they retreated. Nady pointed. "Just there. Look. The rock is too smooth. The edge is wrong." Pausert still couldn't see anything and said so. "Wait until...

The Shaman of Karres – Snippet 16

The Shaman of Karres - Snippet 16 "Sub-radio, a coded narrow-beam. When your ship landed and I obtained a picture of her, details of the crew and vid image of you and Ta'zara. I sent the details through to my employer, Sedmon of the Six Lives. He guessed Karres would become involved, and he warned me to give you my fullest cooperation." "Oh." That made a kind of sense. Uldune was still heavily involved in smuggling, even if it had -- at least for now -- withdrawn from piracy. And it seemed this was a very lucrative trade. "You may not believe...

The Eleventh Gate – Snippet 12

The Eleventh Gate - Snippet 12 Philip smiled.  He wanted to kiss her eyelids.  He wanted to rip off her scrubs and then everything else.  He wanted to ignore the careful protocol that had kept them from so much as touching hands during all his pre-op tests.  He wanted more of whatever drug they'd already given him, because this recklessness was a drug reaction -- wasn't it? He didn't need more drugs to tell her how he felt, how he'd been feeling since the moment they met.  "Julie --" She cut him off.  "No. ...

The Eleventh Gate – Snippet 11

The Eleventh Gate - Snippet 11 "Martyrs to the cause."  His lip curled. "What do you mean?" The man looked at him more closely.  "You're not from Galt." "No.  Polyglot." "Not a good time to be a tourist, with war just declared." "I'm not a -- what did you mean, 'martyrs'?" "These are all refugees from Rand.  They came here expecting the unearned hand-outs they couldn't get there, and since we don't support parasites who won't work, they try to manipulate public opinion with these public suicides.  That little stunt...

The Shaman of Karres – Snippet 15

The Shaman of Karres - Snippet 15 "What?" said the Planar-faced man, looking puzzled. "I c'n threaten you!" offered the scarecrow, generously. "And I too," said Ta'zara. "You are afraid, because I was a threat on the ship. And now you have seen me on the streets." "But… but you aren't dangerous. I mean you were just helping to keep order," said one of the people they'd rescued." "But I am dangerous. The most dangerous man you may ever meet," said Ta'zara calmly. "It is to whom I am dangerous that you do not know. But the police will believe...

The Shaman of Karres – Snippet 14

The Shaman of Karres - Snippet 14 Chapter 5 Captain Pausert found himself up before Judge Amorant -- very briefly. The judge wasn't much interested in keeping them in prison. Unfortunately the prosecutor was not of the same mind. "I see no reason why bail should not be granted," said the judge, looking at the papers. "Your Honor, they pose a serious flight risk. They have a spacecraft, and nothing to lose," said the prosecutor. The judge sighed. "Bail is granted with the conditional limitation that the prisoners not be permitted to pass...

The Eleventh Gate – Snippet 10

The Eleventh Gate - Snippet 10 7: GALT Philip had been on Galt before, but not like this. On his first two trips, he'd been a student, once working his way caring for life-support algae on a creaky and antiquated cargo ship, once as an intern with a summer biology expedition to a dying ecosystem on an outlying island.  Both times he been at the bottom of the status ladder, doing whatever no one else wanted to do.  Both times he'd slept rough and eaten when and what he could.  He hadn't minded; he'd been twenty. The third trip,...

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