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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 rest of the team was awake and moving. Tycho and Jamil were both gone and, by the sounds of it, one of them was in the head, the other in the shower. Quong was in some sort of meditative state, his hands folded ceremoniously across his chest.
The Little One was rummaging around in a pack, probably searching for something to eat.
Raoul lay in a relaxed pose across the metal bench. The Loti's eyes were heavy-lidded. He was smiling at nothing, lost, blissful. It wasn't sleep he was drugged on, though where Raoul could have come across anything else was beyond Xris's understanding. Then he glanced at the Little One, at the raincoat, with those capacious pockets ....Stupid question. Xris shook the Loti roughly by the shoulder.
Raoul's smile widened. His eyelids fluttered.
Xris shook him again, dragged Raoul to a sitting position.
Raoul leaned back against the bulkhead, opened his eyes, looked at Xris without apparent recognition.
"Come off it, Loti," Xa'is snapped. "I need information. Have you been keeping up on all your gossip mags?"
Raoul's eyes blinked, semifocused. He sat up straight, looked down at the flight suit he was wearing, sighed deeply, and said in bored tones, "Of course."
"Is there any big event coming up that His Majesty is attending? Something that's being well publicized? Think about it. This is important."
Raoul concentrated
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