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cuffed
him. "Jeez, you know...I _think_ somebody named Reed is in trouble up at the
desk. Can't quite remember; you know hammerheads aren't too bright. No
offense to Edwards," Rie Komiya told Susan with a wink. "Better march you up there
myself."
Poonam glanced at the Mandelbrot design on Guile's screen while she
squared Rie's gear away. Rie Komiya considered hanging around on some pretext --
Guile's time on the VR machine was almost up, and it was still considered
high humor in the Foundation ranks to watch Pelcher act all gooshy over her
pet snapper. Rie Komiya decided against it; she'd just given this propeller-head a
lecture on privacy, after all. "Up and at 'em, buttsmack. You can come back
and clean up later."
As the door clicked shut, the VR monitor flashed and filled with
lowercase text. Guile's trip was over -- at least, the computer-generated
portion of it. His breathing changed, and he shifted on his couch. At last he
bounced into view, and his WorldWatch tag reappeared between frames. He sat
up and pulled off his helmet.
He was huge and gorgeous. He was built tall and broad-shouldered, on
paper the ideal killing size, but when he wasn't actually fighting he carried
himself with the self-conscious gravity of the protagonist in a child'
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