Finishes off the cake

Usage examples of ices.

He had finally found tolerance and, after learning that Ices had set him up with a sizable credit of phony backpay, even a ready welcome.

As they floated down the narrow tube, Ices explained how her capsule was at the far end of a largely unused tube that was moored to the only partially constructed center section.

This prompted another brief lecture from Ices as they made the lengthy but increasingly normal walk to the level on which the Golden Slipper was situated.

While the idea sank in, Ices stooped down and snapped the straps of her gold high heels.

He danced Ices around him twice, then held her at arm's length and inspected her.

He took one last wistful look at Ices, shook his head, and lurched away.

A smile was probably not a terribly good Ices suddenly grinned at him.

The confusion took Marlowe and Ices most of the way to the nearest exit.

Most of them were in use, and Ices and Marlowe had to go some distance down the access conduit before they found one that was vacant.

So at ease, in fact, that he was taken completely by surprise when Ices moved up beside him, the look of sleepy satisfaction gone from her eyes and her expression all calculation.

After he had finally left Ices, he had been shuffled from one segment of the resistance to the next, slipping farther and farther down the social scale until he finally came to rest deep in rocket-trash country in a tube where most of the inhabitants maintained sufficient detachment from reality not to give a damn either, particularly regarding whether or not Marlowe was an administration spy.

They didn't pack calcium and exercise the way Ices had told him to do.

Marlowe wished that he could go and see Ices, but she had warned him that she had to do some work for the administration and that he shouldn't contact her.

Something inside him told him that Ices wouldn't approve of this kind of an arrangement, but something else countered that it was his responsibility to look after number one and not to be seeking Ices's approval at every turn.

He had tried to contact Ices on a number of occasions, but all internal communications were down.