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troubled her less than she would have anticipated. The walls of the pod were neither soft nor hard; they were untouchable. She reached for them but it felt as though there was some perfectly clear glass between her and them. She struggled even to tell what colour the walls were.

Such relief, such relief, no longer to be in pain. She closed her eyes, feeling things wind up, wind down, go into a sort of static, stored, steady state.

Something was happening; something had happened. She would not even start to think about what it might be or what it might imply or mean. Hope, she recalled, had to be resisted at all costs.

A sort of buzzing filled her body and her head. Behind her already closed eyes she felt herself starting to drift away. If this was death, she had time to think — real, full, proper, no-waking-up-from death — then it was not so terrible.

After all that Hell had made her suffer and made her witness and made her complicit with, she might finally be getting to die in some sort of peace.

Too good to be true, she thought woozily. She’d believe it when… well…

xGSV Dressed Up To Party

oPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

NR possibly labouring under all-too-accurate apprehension re YN’s true mission. As was, anyway; YN since deactivated from our POV, traces removed, memories wiped (diaglyph details attached). Full deniability now possible. Try to get NR off M,IC’s case.

…I mean by using argument, absolutely not force.

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xPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

oGSV Dressed Up To Party

And a fascinating link implied between NR and Bulbitians! Aloof!

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xGSV Dressed Up To Party oPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

That is not your business.

xPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

o8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary (NR ship — assumed)

Greetings. Can’t help noticing you've been combatively interested in some meatball on the good ship Me, I’m Counting. Imagining this isn't start of final applied stage of NR bio-disgust so there must be a specific reason. Care to share? I mean, I've very little time for the horrible, wasteful, bacteria- slathered, germ-infested, shit-filled squishy things myself, but I generally draw the line at trying to incinerate them — the effort/result equation is just woeful.

Smooches.

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x401.00 Partial Photic Boundary (NR Bismuth category ship)

oPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

Reciprocated greetings. I am not free to discuss operational matters.

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xPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

o8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary

Look, the only non-avatar on the tub is a not-even-neural-laced neuter-gendered human called Yime Nsokyi, of the Culture Quietus Section, currently slowly knitting herself back together after getting half crushed to death by an unhinged Bulbitian. What can you have against her?

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x8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary

oPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

I remain unable to discuss operational matters of this nature.

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xPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

o8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary

This is the bod who’s famous in the Culture because she turned down SC. She is most certainly not part of SC. I should know; I am part of fucking SC. And — perhaps persuaded by your helpful and refreshing openness and infectious garrulousness — I am able and willing to reveal that she has been sent here specifically to stop what one might term a certain potential loose cannon from interfering with your ally Joiler Veppers. So. From where comes the squabble?

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x8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary

oPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

While I remain unable to discuss operational matters of this nature, your information will be both taken into account tactically and command up-chained.

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xPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

o8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary

Right. Spiffing having this little talk. Want to come out to play? Help blow up some smatter?

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x8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary

oPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

I am unfortunately unable to re-dispose myself in such an extemporisational manner, especially with regard to the overtures of a non-NR entity; however I am cognisant of the positive intention I deem to be behind said invitation.

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xPS Falling Outside the Normal Moral Constraints

o8401.00 Partial Photic Boundary

Steady.

“Bettlescroy. Happier?”

The little alien, shown in rather better definition on the main screen of Veppers’ hired flier — though the amount of signal scrambling was still obvious — was back to looking as calm as usual.

“The first wave seems to have done what was required of it,” the Legislator-Admiral conceded. “The pursuing element of the Culture capital ship has also continued on past Sichult and appears set on hunting down all the ships; they won’t be returning.” Bettlescroy shook its head, smiled. The image broke up a little, struggling to cope with such dynamism. “There is going to be a lot of space debris around the Quyn system, Veppers. Far less than in the Tsung system, of course, but more troublesome due to the higher amounts of day-to-day traffic around Sichult.” The Legislator-Admiral glanced at another screen. “You’ve already lost numerous elements of your soletta, some important satellites — actually, almost all your satellites, both close and synchronous have had their orbits altered at least temporarily by the gravity wells of the passing ships — and at least two small manned space vehicles including one carrying a party of twenty-plus college students would seem to have been in the wrong place at the wrong time when the ships went past. I hope you’ve been watching the skies; should have been quite a pretty display.”

Veppers smiled. “Happily I own most of the major space-debris-clearing, satellite- and ship-building and soletta-maintenance companies. I expect many lucrative government contracts.”

“I imagine my sorrow for your loss will prove containable. Are you on your way to your estate house? The latest estimates have the second wave arriving between forty and fifty minutes from now.”

“Nearly there,” Veppers said. “Think we saw the last of the missiles landing, close in, a few minutes ago.”