Shadowrun - Novel - 18 - Worlds Without End.pdf
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<strong>Shadowrun</strong> Caroline Spector - <strong>Worlds</strong> <strong>Without</strong> <strong>End</strong><br />
fact that he had an elf for a neighbor. What was it he<br />
called me? Ah yes, a pointy-eared, pencil-necked,<br />
daisy-eating nigger. The last I assumed had to do<br />
with my skin color. It took every ounce of selfrestraint<br />
I had not to slowly pull his tongue out his<br />
hoop the hard way.<br />
But the Brits had an annoying habit of frowning<br />
upon murder. Especially when it involved a human<br />
and any sort of "meta" being. However, there were<br />
plenty of elves among the nobility in the UK, and I<br />
actually had good relationships with them. I hated<br />
to bum karma with them on someone who would be<br />
more annoyed by my continuing presence.<br />
I turned and made my way back to the house. The<br />
fog had burned off finally and it was looking to be<br />
a rare sunny day. My security system let me back in<br />
with a cheery, "Good morning. It's October 20,<br />
2056. The temperature is 9 Celsius outside ..." It<br />
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rambled on and on, and once again I reminded myself<br />
to have the thing removed. But I always forgot.<br />
So tomorrow it would be the same, "Good morning.<br />
It's October 21, 2056. The temperature is ... blah<br />
blah blah."<br />
As I pulled off my boots in the mud room, I found<br />
myself whistling an old tune. Well, maybe not whistling,<br />
more a tuneless wheeze.<br />
Look on the bright side of life . .. dee, dah, dee<br />
dee deedilty dah.<br />
I couldn't remember any more of the words. That<br />
used to drive Caimbeui crazy when we were together.<br />
My inability to remember more than a few<br />
snatches of lyrics from any song. Sometimes I even<br />
got the words wrong. What was that called? Oh, yes,<br />
mondegreens.<br />
The kitchen was warm and I set the kettle on to<br />
boil on the flat heating element. I went upstairs and<br />
started the water for a bath. Stripping out of my<br />
clothes, I grabbed my robe and wrapped it around<br />
me. The kettle had begun to whistle and I went<br />
downstairs to fix tea.<br />
In a few moments I had a tray all set to take upstairs.<br />
Sheer decadence to dispel the night fears. Tea<br />
and scones while taking a hot bath. Maybe later I'd<br />
read—from a real book with pages.<br />
I'd just settled into the tub when the telecom<br />
beeped. Happens every time. As the machine picked<br />
up, I heard Caimbeul's voice.<br />
"Aina, I know you're there," he said.<br />
I gave a universal gesture for contempt and went<br />
back to drinking my tea. I hadn't heard word one<br />
22<br />
WORLDS WITHOUT END<br />
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