Wordslingin'

Good evening, sir. Can I interest you in a little combat tonight? Yes? Would you prefer combat on foot or in Gears? Both, you say? Splendid! We'll get right on that for you!

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Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VI: One of the Crew

14 Summer, 1926

The cheering rattled Lyta’s eardrums, the sound of thousands of spectators shouting, booing, and banging on railings. One thing you could say for Gear dueling: it wasn’t quiet.

She’d watched Gear duels before, of course. Broadcast over radio on long caravan rides, on trideo in hotel rooms, and even on the big screens at the Lucky Shot. But she’d never watched them like this, in the Web Arena with Antoni Mor’s pit crew, so close to the action that she could practically feel the shock waves with every collision.

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Wordslingin'

Talk, talk, talk, that's all we do. Oh, and argue. And, very occasionally, investigate a woman who may be trying to kill us or may be trying to hire us. It's a toss-up, really.

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Wordslingin'

aka: What happens after the bad guys stop shooting you. First you shoot them back, then you ask questions of whoever's left standing. And maybe in the middle of all this, you discover that your boss's high horse... isn't all that high after all.

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Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VI: Changing Fortunes

“Dead?”

He asked it again incredulously. His subordinate nodded sheepishly and swallowed hard. For Dr. Bearden, this wasn’t just one more failure in a string of upsets. Losing the Borodin data was serious, failing to recapture it on the Maglev was grave, but now getting one of Vitushkin’s precious five killed... Add to that the riot in the gulag and the end of his stream of test subjects, well, it was only a matter of time before Katerina gave him the chiding of a lifetime.

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