Troy Rising 1 - Live Free Or Die - Plot & Excerpts
His eyes lit on what was clearly a hypernode terminal and he walked over. He'd been looking forward to savoring the moment of his first steps onto a space station. But since his local guide was conspicuously missing it would have to wait. “Connect to Fallalor Wathaet, please,” he said. “There are six hundred and eighty-seven thousand Fallalor Wathaet's on the hypernet network,” the terminal replied. “Could you com his registry number?” “I don't have a com link,” Tyler said. “He should be somewhere on this station. He is probably in a bar and he's probably drunk on maple syrup.” “Searching, searching... Fallalor Wathaet eight-two-alpha-two-four-kilo-zero-one-hotel-november-dash-one.” “Like I'm gonna remember that,” Tyler muttered. “Tyler!” Wathaet said, slurrily. The background was clearly, as Tyler had guessed, a bar.
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