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The Mag Force 7 Book 1 - Knights Of The Black Earth, The
Atec Февраль 16 2008 20:07:53
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. The Little One curled up on the floor, head pillowed on Raoul's purse, and went to sleep.
The empath never participated in planning sessions, never looked at a hologram or a map, never took any sort of instmction from anyone except Raoul. Early on, when the two first joined the team, Xris had harbored misgivings about this arrangement; he was never quite certain whether or not
Raoul was absorbing anything said to him or was off in some Loti drag-induced dream world of his own. Yet the two always managed to come through when needed.
Xris glanced at Raoul, who was taking care to spread the polish evenly on each nail, his glistening jet-black hair falling over his shoulders and completely obscuring one comer of the holographic model of the space station.
The word reliable came into Xris's mind and he almost coughed. He supposed a person could get himself a nice quiet sanitarium room with a view and a caretaker to go with it for referring to a Loti Adonian as reliable. Yet, in all these years, during which the two had worked on some very dangerous and delicate assignments, Raoul and his small, mysterious cohort had never let Xris down. He'd have to remember to ask how their job on Modena had gone. It was a mark of his confidence that he'd taken it for granted it had "progressed in a manner most satisfactory," as Raoul would say.
Raoul suddenly looked up from his work
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