Monday June 21, 2010
Book 11: Massively Parallel — Part IV: Mallcop Command


NARRATOR: 45th South at the 10th, Deck Three.  This office is quite secure.

MISTER ALISS: I am not understanding them, My Prime.  These are waters of confusion.

NARRATOR: Thurl will be calling Tagon in less than six hours.  This call is completely unrelated to that one...

MISTER ALISS: Hiring was done from amid the most violent class of humans, and yet there was no death!

The anticipated overreaction was absent, and the final outcome was a brilliant profit!

And the beauty...  These war-apes swim through the air.  I am longing in secret to join them.

ALISS PRIME: Is this your human form itching, as they say, for combat?

MISTER ALISS: Oh terrors no!  No itching!

And... oh depths.  Now needing new pants.