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Tolly Mune slid awkwardly into the seat beside Tuf. тАЬHeтАЩs telepathic, too,тАЭ she said cheerfully, тАЬjust like yours.тАЭ тАЬIndeed,тАЭ said Haviland Tuf. Dax was stiff and angry in his lap. He hissed again. тАЬJack here was the way I saved the other cats,тАЭ Tolly Mune said. Her homely face took on a look of reproach. тАЬYou said you were leaving me five years of catfood.тАЭ тАЬFor two cats, madam,тАЭ said Tuf. тАЬObviously, sixteen animals consume more than Doubt and Ingratitude alone.тАЭ Dax edged closer, bared his teeth, bristled. тАЬI had problems when the stuff ran out. Given our food shortfalls, I had to justify wasting calories on vermin.тАЭ тАЬPerhaps you might have considered steps to limit your feline reproduction,тАЭ Tuf said. тАЬSuch a strategy would undoubtedly have yielded results. Thus your home could have served as an educational and sobering illustration of SтАЩuthlamese problems, in microcosm as it were, and the solutions thereof.тАЭ тАЬSterilization?тАЭ Tolly Mune said. тАЬThatтАЩs anti-life, Tuf. Out. I had a better idea. I described Dax to certain friendsтАФbiotechs, cybertechs, you knowтАФand they made me a familiar of my own, worked up from cells taken from Ingratitude.тАЭ тАЬHow appropriate,тАЭ said Tuf. She smiled. тАЬBlackjackтАЩs almost two years old. HeтАЩs been so useful IтАЩve been given a food allowance for the others. HeтАЩs helped my political career no end, too.тАЭ тАЬI have no doubt,тАЭ said Tuf. тАЬI note that he does not appear discomfitted by gravity.тАЭ тАЬNot Blackjack. These days they need me downstairs a hell of a lot more than IтАЩd like, and Jack goes with me. Everywhere.тАЭ Dax hissed again, and made a low nimbly threatening sound. He darted toward Blackjack, then drew back suddenly and spit disdain at the larger cat. тАЬYou better call him off, Tuf,тАЭ Tolly Mune said. rankings,тАЭ Tuf said. тАЬThis is particularly true of tomcats. Dax, undoubtedly aided and abetted by his enhanced psionic capabilities, long ago established his supremacy over Chaos and my other cats. Undoubtedly he now feels his position threatened. It is not a matter for serious concern, First Councillor Mune.тАЭ тАЬIt is for Dax,тАЭ she said, as the black tom crept closer. Blackjack, in her lap, looked up at his rival with vast boredom. тАЬI fail to grasp your point,тАЭ said Tuf. тАЬBlackjack has those enhanced psionic capabilities, too,тАЭ said Tolly Mune. тАЬPlus a few other, ah, advantages. Implanted duralloy claws, sharp as goddamned razors, concealed in special paw sheaths. A subcutaneous net of nonallogenic plasteel mesh that makes him awfully tough to hurt. Reflexes that have been genetically accelerated to make him twice as quick and dextrous as a normal cat. A very high pain threshold. I donтАЩt want to be puling crass about it or anything, but if he gets jumped, Blackjack will slice Dax into little bloody hairballs.тАЭ Haviland Tuf blinked, and shoved the steering stick over toward Tolly Mune. тАЬPerhaps it might be best if you drove.тАЭ He reached out, picked up his angry black tomcat by the ruff of the neck, and deposited him, screeching and spitting, in his lap, where he held him very still indeed. тАЬProceed in that direction,тАЭ he said, pointing with a long pale finger. тАЬIt appears,тАЭ said Haviland Tuf, steepling his fingers as he regarded her from the depths of a huge wingback armchair, тАЬthat circumstances have altered somewhat since I last came to call upon SтАЩuthlam.тАЭ Tolly Mune studied him carefully. His paunch was larger than it had been, and his long face was just as miserly of expression, but without Dax in his lap, Haviland Tuf looked almost naked. Tuf had shut the big black tom up on a lower deck to keep him away from Blackjack. Since the ancient seedship was thirty |
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