Monday April 30, 2007
Book 8: The Sharp End of the Stick
Part VI: ...And Into The Fire


Elf:There's a gun mounted in your brain?
Kevyn:Between the left and right hemisphere. The nannies assured me there was room.
Kevyn:Gunfoam rounds only, though. The mag-field from a gauss-pistol would knock me out or kill me every time I fire.
Kevyn:It kicks like a brick to the head, and that was kind of startling at first, but my neck has been heavily reinforced.
Elf:In your BRAIN?
Kevyn:Besides, I wasn't using those piano lessons.