Two of the crew sat crosslegged on the floor of the Dragonshelf. Nubry, having donned a white Maintenance jacket, was reconnecting the console that would monitor pursuit, of which there had been strangely little so far. “Pass me the rakwet diagnostic.” “Racquet,” said Bott, pronouncing it “racket”. He handed her the smallContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER, L”
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DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLIX
His Imperial Worship shlurked at the straw, but not loudly enough to cover the screams from inside the glass. Then he shifted to his command seat in the control bubble of the Panoply. Lt. Veora, he decided, would have to have at least two of her arms removed. She had supplied the three pillowsContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLIX”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLVIII
“So a few of you did make it to the library ship. Accept my most disgusted congratulations.” ”It’s a recording,” Nubry whispered. She pressed a button to close the ramp. “It has to be.” “You will now be allowed a few minutes to fly free of the Drover before pursuit begins,” HisContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLVIII”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLVII
Bott, tapping one foot, leaned a shoulder against a strut of the Dragonshelf’s ;loading ramp. He had shouted twice without result, and lacked further options, Without knowing whether one of his remaining grenades was knockout gas, he hated to waste it. And even if it was, that meant either abandoning his crew or luggingContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLVII”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLVI
Sitting on the soft, brown sofa left her centimeters above the floor, lower than any exhibits in this, the deepest, dimmest, dustiest section of the Rhododendron’s museum. Leaning back, the Sherriff looked up at the pictures of her father, with a younger Taw Brust, in rooms of a bygone design. There were even picturesContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLVI”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLV
In utter darkness, flesh met flesh, sharply and without compromise. “This is for our Facilities Director! This is for our Assistant Facilities Director!” His Imperial worship, whom Nubry had expected to bellow and roar and give orders, just stayed bent over the arm of his chair, whimpering and crying for someone heContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLV”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLIV
“Some kinda job, makin’ up alla ‘is inferior decoration,” noted Louba. “Does ya hasta go ta school fer years ta learn it?” The refugees were easing along a narrow bridge stretched high above a cage holding animals no one recognized. There were dozens of them: long, muscular animals with big brown eyes, hugeContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLIV”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLIII
“Ain’t one ta complain, Cap’m” said Louba, sliding down the metal slope and landing hard at the end. “But if we got an easy way, me elbows got teeth.” “Why not, Greenguts?” demanded Bassada, reaching for a handhold on the next metal mound. “Got yer brains in yer behind.” The silent, shadedContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XLIII”
Dragonshelf and the Drover XLII
Lager was shooting in fountains around them, but the pirate threw his mask over his right shoulder. PLEASE, CAPTAIN DEAR, PUT ON YOUR MASK I DON’T THINK I CAN GO ON. I’D REATHER DROWN THAT LOOK AT MORE COPIES OF THAT UGLY LIBRARIAN “There, my pet,” said the emperor, shloorking atContinue reading “Dragonshelf and the Drover XLII”
Dragonshelf and the Drover XLI
Bott pushed the light blue card into the slot next to the fountain of lager, bracing for disintegration. “You’ve been a great crew,” he said, his eyes on the card. One last push, and it was in as far as it would go. And nothing happened. “Mebbe it’s nothin’ but a foodsContinue reading “Dragonshelf and the Drover XLI”
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