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Every runner I know would give their right nut to work with Argent, and half the cred involved.

The night before Cen had finally convinced Palea that he was who he said he was and that Maui would want to hear from him.

But on a bustling, perfervid world like Visaria, where business was ongoing around the clock and cred was being accumulated by the nanosecond, every sentient species whose culture allowed for the accrual of wealth by an individual, clan, family, or group had an interest in establishing a presence in the capital city.

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Father Pryke had said in his excitable manner, was the cen- turion beneath the cross and, when the spear struck the dolorous blow, he raised the dish to catch the blood!

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When all the shipments had been removed and stored in the low holding warehouse for later distribution, and their totals entered into the computer systems, Troy would hand the double-checked manifests to Cren, who would then determine an equivalent amount of supplies to be sent back up to the Platform in exchange: water, canisters of air, craftwork, and hydroponically grown food or actual agricultural produce.

Even without Ivy League cred, I win her over with my wholesome, overachieving charm.

The plumeria tree was in full bloom and the sweet, heavy sCent made Cen sleepy.

Allied military activity had cen- Nabinger stopped scrolling the computer for a second tered around the building, as Kaji had said.

His possibly negative IQ, complete absence of street cred and, above all, his permanent inclination to snort, suck, swallow or bite anything that promised to make his brain sparkle, meant that he had been turned down even by the Tenth Egg Street Can't fink of aname Gang, rumoured to be so dense that one of their members was a lump of concrete on a piece of string.

No, Cim was no beauty, and he was uncertain of temper, but to Kincar's mind he was the pick of the Holding's mount pens.

But Cim was not the only thing in Styr Hold that he could claim as his own.

But such reading was not a quick task, and he let Cim pick his own route along the road as he puzzled over the two lines with the small accompanying drawing.

And he did not halt for a rest, knowing that Regen must have fed Cim well.