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since abandoned it for new coifs, which were also working their way up
the fashion escalator in competition with other bizarre looks.
Kinney peered at the woman, his impressions filtered through the dark
glass of insanity.
Death Angel doesnтАЩt look the way heтАЩs supposed to. Where is the
scythe? Death Angel disguises as a woman. Master SnoopтАЩs trying to
screw me up. It wonтАЩt work. I know how to get out and I donтАЩt need
them.
He listened to them as carefully as he could, weighing every nuance.
TheyтАЩre speaking in their Language again. Got to concentrate and
break their code.
Bearclaw, though he used the proper term of address required by devoir
, spoke to her with casual authority. тАЬYes, tovar Trine, you can see the
lengths we had to go through to restrain him. A man can kill himself
against a padded wall if he keeps pounding it continually. Dies of
exhaustion and dehydration.тАЭ
Delia Trine observed the form wrapped from head to toe in gauze that
had once been white. Two tubes, mercilessly transparent, extended from
the overlays of cloth around his crotch. The wastes they carried away both
displayed sickeningly unhealthy colors.
The woman took a deep breath, tried to calm her stomachтАЩs reaction to
the sight. The vaguely rotten odor from the bandages did not help.
тАЬWhat is his specific class?тАЭ
Bearclaw did not need to scroll through the scrimsheet in his hand.
тАЬPsychotic. Paranoid-schizophrenic. With a good dose of manic
depressive, though IтАЩve never seen him manic in this place.тАЭ
тАЬAny record of treatment with Duodrugs?тАЭ She knelt down to take a
closer look at the prisonerтАЩs face, to gaze coolly into KinneyтАЩs green eyes,
practically the only part of him not wrapped in restraining sheets.
Bearclaw cleared his throat loudly.
She realized that she was staring, and stood quickly. A shudder raced
through her.
She had never seen eyes that glared with such furious intensity.
The MentTech shook his head. тАЬDuodrugs have no effect on him. The
Pharmaceutics are mystified, but I think Virgil here has a highly
compartmentalized multiple personality. We can drug one or two of them,
but he always has one that surfaces unaffected.тАЭ His expression grew
concerned. тАЬDonтАЩt tell anyone that, though. HeтАЩs never displayed any
symptoms of that. Drugs are supposed to affect the physical brain,
anyway, not the mind.тАЭ
Kinney lay near the center of the roomтАФon his sideтАФlooking like the
huge, stained cocoon of some mysterious creature that might suddenly
break free to attack with terrible fury and unfathomable insect logic.
His gaze returned hers, sharp and startlingly alert. A curl of sweaty,
greasy blonde hair looped out from under his bandages to hang over one
eyebrow. Kneeling again and trying not to stare, Delia tucked the stray
hairs back under the wraps with her long, blood-red fingernails.
Virgil strained, trying to roll back from her. To his tortured mind, the
simple gesture set off a wave of terror.
WhatтАЩs she trying? To claw inside my head? I want to die with my