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The news never sank in completely. I couldn't die. Not now. As the weeks passed on the ship I became further detached. I had convinced my father to let me board a ship heading outside of League territory. He reluctantly agreed. To him this was goodbye. | The news never sank in completely. I couldn't die. Not now. As the weeks passed on the ship I became further detached. I had convinced my father to let me board a ship heading outside of League territory. He reluctantly agreed. To him this was goodbye. | ||
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By the third day of the journey, I had experienced an amazing series of worries. Such a long boring trip… why was it necessary to leave the security of the League realm? When would I start noticing actual symptoms of my disease? How much did other passengers know about me and what did they think? | By the third day of the journey, I had experienced an amazing series of worries. Such a long boring trip… why was it necessary to leave the security of the League realm? When would I start noticing actual symptoms of my disease? How much did other passengers know about me and what did they think? | ||
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Then there were other races from beyond the League. Generally, they were thought of as being less civilized than League races but I found that they were just less organized – there were small empires, trading associations, and various other types of partnerships. Raiding and piracy was not unheard of, though not common. Fringers, in their turn, looked down on those who lived beyond the Fringe – the Outsiders, usually individual worlds not interacting with anyone. | Then there were other races from beyond the League. Generally, they were thought of as being less civilized than League races but I found that they were just less organized – there were small empires, trading associations, and various other types of partnerships. Raiding and piracy was not unheard of, though not common. Fringers, in their turn, looked down on those who lived beyond the Fringe – the Outsiders, usually individual worlds not interacting with anyone. | ||
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==2.2== | ==2.2== | ||
The planet (...) was... I found myself among low characters as the months passed, following the rumor. But finally I got a lead from an arms dealer. A nearby moon supposedly held a facility that performed risky experiments... The men surrounded me. One swung his pipe at me. I rolled out the way, and positioned myself against a wall. I couldn't give them my credit chips. This was the only hope I had to live. So I did what any cornered animal would do and rushed the man closest to me tackling him to the ground. I picked up the pipe. Rage overcame me. I swung the pipe at the man over and over again until there was nothing left of him. The other men ran away. I felt awful, but also had a guilty satisfaction. I was alive. | The planet (...) was... I found myself among low characters as the months passed, following the rumor. But finally I got a lead from an arms dealer. A nearby moon supposedly held a facility that performed risky experiments... The men surrounded me. One swung his pipe at me. I rolled out the way, and positioned myself against a wall. I couldn't give them my credit chips. This was the only hope I had to live. So I did what any cornered animal would do and rushed the man closest to me tackling him to the ground. I picked up the pipe. Rage overcame me. I swung the pipe at the man over and over again until there was nothing left of him. The other men ran away. I felt awful, but also had a guilty satisfaction. I was alive. | ||
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We entered an even more luxurious room, where three men and one woman were sitting playing the game toloz. “Everyone this is Rigel. He has like a week left to live or something like that.” “My kind of people,” the woman looked up. “What do you mean by that.” “I like dead people, they’re quiet. I’m Deolonis by the way.” Nice to meet you. The man to the right placed his piece and yelled “toloz!” Everyone threw down their cards. The man who won stood up, “you know what this place is right, people come here to die.” ... | We entered an even more luxurious room, where three men and one woman were sitting playing the game toloz. “Everyone this is Rigel. He has like a week left to live or something like that.” “My kind of people,” the woman looked up. “What do you mean by that.” “I like dead people, they’re quiet. I’m Deolonis by the way.” Nice to meet you. The man to the right placed his piece and yelled “toloz!” Everyone threw down their cards. The man who won stood up, “you know what this place is right, people come here to die.” ... | ||
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==2.5== | ==2.5== |