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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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. Or maybe mice ate it. The magnetic repeller shields seem to be working, though." Jamil appeared almost disappointed. "And the armor's intact. At least anyone shooting at us will have a tough time penetrating our defenses."
"The tank sounds good enough for our purposes. Have Doc give you a hand with the wiring. We're going to need that gun. Now, anyone got any questions?" Several hands went up.
Xris amended. "That I can answer."
All but one hand went down.
"Yes, Raoul?" Xris sighed.
"I am uncertain what to wear. These daytime affairs are so difficult. It is a formal occasion, but one feels such an ass wearing black-tie before moonrise. I was wondering if you thought it would be correct for me to don my--"
"Raoul"--Xris attempted several times to interrupt, finally succeeded--"this is immaterial. You didn't bring any clothes."
Raoul cast a glance from lowered eyelids at the Little One. The single eye visible beneath the fedora winked at him.
Xris recalled the altercation he and the empath had had over the suitcase. He glanced around, half expecting to see it.
"Actually, I did," Raoul murmured, cheeks flushed. "Or rather, the Little One acted in my behalf. The box you assume contains medical supplies ..."
"What?" Quong yelped. "My medical kit! You brought clothes instead?"
The Doc was on his feet. Yanking open the metal box-painted white with a red cross and marked MEDI-KIT-Quong stared, dumbfounded, at, among other items of apparel, a mass of red silk petticoat and a pink feather boa, which slithered out of the box like a long-incarcerated snake
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