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.In a frictionlessuniverse, objects in motion stay in motion.Durrack and Briggs came around the corner, and there was sudden excitedshouting.She looked up to find the EIA and the NSA pointing guns at oneanother."NSA!" Durrack shouted."Put down your weapons!""EIA!" the others yelled back."Drop it!"Tinker edged toward the closest doorway.No one really seemed to be payingattention to her, but then, she didn't have a gun."This girl is in our protective custody," Briggs growled."Drop the guns!" the EIA or EIA look-a-likes shouted."You're not doinganything until we see proper identification and clearance papers."Tinker bolted through the door.Page 85 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlBehind her, Durrack didn't seem to notice she had fled."This is code black!"Nor had the EIA."I don't give diddly what color it is.This is Elfhome!"After thoroughly losing herself, she slid through a door and discovered shewas at a dead end in an empty patient room.She could hear booted feet echoingthrough the halls, rapidly approaching her, cutting off other possible exits.Hiding looked like her only course.Other than the bed, nightstand, and guestchair, the only piece of furniture was a large wardrobe.She opened the doorand found that the bottom was taken up with drawers.What kind of wardrobe wasthis? The upper part was one tall shelf, about the size of a dress shirt.Ohwell! She scrambled up onto the shelf and closed the door with herfingernails.The pounding of her heart covered all sound until someone entered the room inlong booted strides.The footsteps continued straight to the wardrobe.Thedoor opened, and Derek Maynard studied her.Hovering over his shoulder was alocate spell."There are times I hate magic," Tinker sulked, remaining tucked on the topshelf."You are a hard girl to keep pinned down." Maynard motioned her out."Unfortunately, not hard enough." She reluctantly unfolded and swung down offthe shelf.Maynard reached into his pocket and produced a bright yellow rectangle."Gum?""I've been told not to take candy from strangers."He raised one eyebrow, as if saying "Get real" or "How wise" or somethingtruly witty.Tinker supposed that was one of the benefits of keeping one'smouth shut people made up better dialogue for you than you yourself couldimagine.Then again, the trick would never work for her; she couldn't stayquiet.She scowled at him and took the offered piece.The gum filled her mouth with sweetness, and ran counter to her bangingheart."Juicy Fruit," She identified the brand."They say that elves love thisstuff.""Juicy Fruit and peanut butter." Maynard unwrapped a piece for himself."Ihave always wondered if it's a cultural thing or something more geneticallybased.Gods know there are human cultures that have weirder tastes."She shrugged, not knowing or caring.Why were they standing there tradinginane remarks? If Maynard had tracked her down, did it mean that he was goingto turn her over to the NSA and correct all their misconceptions? Maynard hadbeen studying her while making what seemed to be a deliberate show of chewingthe gum.He reached out now to rub the triangular mark between her eyebrows."Where did this come from?""Windwolf." She jerked her head away.It occurred to her that if any humanknew what it was, Maynard would."What does it mean?"Page 86 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"The elves run a rigid caste system, but sometimes a high-ranked elf canelevate a lower-rank elf.He marks them with adau." Maynard tapped herforehead again."And they become part of his caste, with all rights andprivileges.""Why'd Windwolf do it to me?""Why didn't you ask him at the time?""I didn't notice the mark until after he left.I haven't seen him since.""Ah," Maynard murmured, and nothing more.He had been dealing with elves too long.Maynard was nearly as obscure asthey were.It seemed as if they would spend all day simply chewing gum."So, are you going to turn me over to the NSA?""Can't," Maynard said [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.In a frictionlessuniverse, objects in motion stay in motion.Durrack and Briggs came around the corner, and there was sudden excitedshouting.She looked up to find the EIA and the NSA pointing guns at oneanother."NSA!" Durrack shouted."Put down your weapons!""EIA!" the others yelled back."Drop it!"Tinker edged toward the closest doorway.No one really seemed to be payingattention to her, but then, she didn't have a gun."This girl is in our protective custody," Briggs growled."Drop the guns!" the EIA or EIA look-a-likes shouted."You're not doinganything until we see proper identification and clearance papers."Tinker bolted through the door.Page 85 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlBehind her, Durrack didn't seem to notice she had fled."This is code black!"Nor had the EIA."I don't give diddly what color it is.This is Elfhome!"After thoroughly losing herself, she slid through a door and discovered shewas at a dead end in an empty patient room.She could hear booted feet echoingthrough the halls, rapidly approaching her, cutting off other possible exits.Hiding looked like her only course.Other than the bed, nightstand, and guestchair, the only piece of furniture was a large wardrobe.She opened the doorand found that the bottom was taken up with drawers.What kind of wardrobe wasthis? The upper part was one tall shelf, about the size of a dress shirt.Ohwell! She scrambled up onto the shelf and closed the door with herfingernails.The pounding of her heart covered all sound until someone entered the room inlong booted strides.The footsteps continued straight to the wardrobe.Thedoor opened, and Derek Maynard studied her.Hovering over his shoulder was alocate spell."There are times I hate magic," Tinker sulked, remaining tucked on the topshelf."You are a hard girl to keep pinned down." Maynard motioned her out."Unfortunately, not hard enough." She reluctantly unfolded and swung down offthe shelf.Maynard reached into his pocket and produced a bright yellow rectangle."Gum?""I've been told not to take candy from strangers."He raised one eyebrow, as if saying "Get real" or "How wise" or somethingtruly witty.Tinker supposed that was one of the benefits of keeping one'smouth shut people made up better dialogue for you than you yourself couldimagine.Then again, the trick would never work for her; she couldn't stayquiet.She scowled at him and took the offered piece.The gum filled her mouth with sweetness, and ran counter to her bangingheart."Juicy Fruit," She identified the brand."They say that elves love thisstuff.""Juicy Fruit and peanut butter." Maynard unwrapped a piece for himself."Ihave always wondered if it's a cultural thing or something more geneticallybased.Gods know there are human cultures that have weirder tastes."She shrugged, not knowing or caring.Why were they standing there tradinginane remarks? If Maynard had tracked her down, did it mean that he was goingto turn her over to the NSA and correct all their misconceptions? Maynard hadbeen studying her while making what seemed to be a deliberate show of chewingthe gum.He reached out now to rub the triangular mark between her eyebrows."Where did this come from?""Windwolf." She jerked her head away.It occurred to her that if any humanknew what it was, Maynard would."What does it mean?"Page 86 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"The elves run a rigid caste system, but sometimes a high-ranked elf canelevate a lower-rank elf.He marks them with adau." Maynard tapped herforehead again."And they become part of his caste, with all rights andprivileges.""Why'd Windwolf do it to me?""Why didn't you ask him at the time?""I didn't notice the mark until after he left.I haven't seen him since.""Ah," Maynard murmured, and nothing more.He had been dealing with elves too long.Maynard was nearly as obscure asthey were.It seemed as if they would spend all day simply chewing gum."So, are you going to turn me over to the NSA?""Can't," Maynard said [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]