He led Leonard and Karl across the busy intersection, through a swirling morass of foot traffic and impatient d-peds weaving their way perilously through them. News of The Administration enforced quarantine had finally been officially announced on all the news streams yesterday evening and inevitably, a herd-like panic had spread among the population of New Haven overnight. Deacon shook his head derisively at them. Look at them rushing out this morning to spend whatever spare creds they have to stock up on that protein crap and drinking water. 'You see, Karl, this is the problem we have with most of the colonised systems in Human Space. On every planet there's too much over-reliance on cross system distribution networks. A properly colonised planet should be able to stand on its own two legs. To feed itself. Not panic like this. Isn't that right, Leonard?' 'Yes, Deacon.' 'A world should be able to produce the essentials it needs instead of relying on everything being delivered to it.' He supposed this planet would last no more than a few days on whatever it had if it wasn't for a steady convoy of supply ships feeding it like a fat cuckoo in a nest.
What do You think about Ellie Quin - 04 - Ellie Quin In WonderLand?
