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Because of Gan's
limiter, he was unable to object to being given all the dirty jobs on
the Liberator, including the laundry. |
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Tyce (with a
sleek new fur-cut) drives the reluctant President Sarkoff in his inaugural
motorcade. |
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After the rebels left, Meegat spent a lot of time in her boudoir dreaming of
the Lord Avon. She even had a silhouette of him on her headboard. |
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Krantor awaited
Servalan's mirror-call with impatience. Where was the damned woman? He'd
have her eviscerated with a blunt claw and fed to his pet human. |
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Servalan was
extremely annoyed. The table was set, the candles lit, the tuna casserole
was ready—but where was Jarriere? |
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Jarriere was in
hiding. She invited me for dinner, he thought, and I canna help
but suspect she plans to have me for dinner. |
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After leaving
the Liberator, Jenna returned to a life of piracy—sorry,
free-trading. |
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Tarrant's blue
eyes widened in surprise. The Kairos affair was turning out to be no picnic.
"That's not our lunch! It's a Federation trooper!" |
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Servalan
succeeded in buying Avon on Domo, and kept her most valued slave—sorry,
personal assistant—very well, if on a jewelled leash. |
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Delighted that
the nightmare was finally over, Vila threw a party on Xenon base and invited Blake
and his lot over from Gauda Prime. "Ah, there they are now. Oh goody—they
brought drinks; we're all out of wine, not to mention adrenaline and
catnip." |
