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Usage examples of pulaski.

A meter away, in a sort of corner where a sort of chair had been created the same way as the bed, Pulaski, whom Dr.

Assuming a frozen expression, Empleado sat in the seat vacated by Pulaski, feet flat on the floor, arms folded in front of him.

Rosalind Nguyen was absent—catching up on needed sleep or checking on her charges, among them Richardson, Gutierrez's missing-but-accounted-for second-in-command—while Toya Pulaski, her occasional assistant, sat with her forearms on her knees, staring into the fire, stirring it with the meter-long skeleton of a gigantic leaf.

Nguyen, Major Reille y Sanchez, Lieutenant Marna, Lieutenant Gutierrez, Sergeant Pulaski, Corporals Alvarez, Roo, Betal, Hake, and Wise, and myself.

Afterward, the aliens helped Nguyen and Pulaski carry the remains back to the infirmary at ground level for examination by both sides.

By the same indications Pulaski manifests, those around me know that I also think that deliberately making enemies of the Elders is about the dumbest order I've ever been given.

Nguyen and Pulaski had returned to the camp and were standing with another figure, not a member of the expedition, not even human, but nevertheless no stranger to any of them.

As she labored beside Owen, Pulaski (less fragile than she appeared), and other comrades, her holster slapping on her thigh through wet trousers, she abruptly remembered that her Spetznaz training had carried with it the reserve status of a KGB officer.

Grinning at Pulaski and the machinist, she imitated them as she slid her feet carefully to the port side of the roof and prepared to be of what assistance she could.

Reille y Sanchez stepped back, nearly losing her footing as she stumbled into Pulaski, who staggered against Corporal Owen, who fell from the roof, almost floating in the asteroidal gravity to land with a disgusting splash in the mud.

As earlier, at the sight of Kamanov's body, Pulaski ran behind one of the landing gear assemblies to throw up.

Why Pulaski was able to assist her without getting sick was a mystery.

In fact they were—had been—exactly what they seemed to be, even to someone as naive as Pulaski: tough, highly trained KGB enforcement agents.

For a bench, Pulaski had commandeered a fair-sized log, fated for this evening's fire.

Now, thanks to Pulaski, who more or less fit into the same category, Reille y Sanchez had been supplied with new data and some refreshed memories.