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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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. "I mean, I did, but I didn't, if you know what I mean."
"In all the excitement, it never occurred to me," Rowan admitted, her cheeks burning. "Sorry, Xris. I should have thought ahead--"
"Don't think, damn it! Do something!" Xris was shouting. He knew he was shouting, knew he was losing it, but he couldn't help himself.
Jamil poked his head up out of the landing module. "What's the problem?"
Harry and Rowan looked at each other. Rowan bit her lip, turned back to the computer. The Little One had shrunk to almost nothing, was cowering behind Raoul.
"Excuse me, Xris." Quong was attempting to refit the hull plate. "Could you lend me a hand with this? Your tool hand, preferably." He chuckled, looked around, grinning. "That's a joke."
Xris, grim-faced, strode over.
Quong was perched on the infamous chair, holding the hull plate in place with one hand.
"Calm down, my friend," he said in a low voice. "We are all doing the best we can under very trying circumstances."
"Year, Dec, I know." Xris took out a twist, stuck it in his mouth. "What do you need me to do?"
"I have shut the airlock on the Schiavona. Now we must--"
"The Schiavona!" Rowan cried.
"That's it!" Harry said excitedly.
"What's it?" Xris demanded.
They spoke simultaneously. "We can use the fuel pod from the Schiavona!" "Will it fit?"
"Of course!" Harry sounded nonchalant, but he wiped his forehead and heaved a relieved sigh when he thought Xris wouldn't notice
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