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Indlæser... In the Company of Others (2001)| 474 | 6 | 51,938 | 
(3.82) | 41 | When the terraforming crews introduced the alien Quill to worlds where they did not belong, they saw them only as a mindless form of fungal life. But the Quill multiplied and mutated until they were no longer harmless. In the ensuing chaos, many stations failed. For the survivors, their only hope rests in finding a way to wipe out the Quill...… (mere) |
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Oplysninger fra den engelske Almen Viden Redigér teksten, så den bliver dansk. Gail had managed to convince Grant that Tobo's idea of randomly shutting down lowerdecks' gravity in the middle of shipnight wasn't essential to his troops' training for space. Convincing the vastly entertained Tobo, whom she suspected of hiding a vid in the troops' quarters, had taken a fair amount of outright yelling.  This place that worked so well on the surface depended on the most fragile balance of trust and mutual self-interests. He looked wildly excited -- a not unusual expression, since the man was capable of passion over slime mold -- and Gail had a difficult time keeping her expression properly stern and displeased. The explorers enjoyed a rare freedom in their search, but paid for it with extremes of isolation, boredom, and unending failure. "Is Aaron all right?" Malley asked the tech.
"How can you ask if a corpse is all right?" shrieked Sazaad.
"How can you keep talking if I cut your throat?" Malley thought it a reasonable question, but the man turned into a limp weight and slid bonelessly out of his grip. The universe, Malley firmly believed, was prepared to be reasonable and make sense -- if you knew the questions to ask it. "Oh, great." Her cheeks were every bit as flushed as Aaron's had been. At this rate, Gail told herself, they might as well waltz around wearing signs: look at us -- we're fools. He'd probably find skydiving dull, giving the certainty of a landing. He couldn't see, but understood vision was irrelevant -- at best, an interaction with the stimulating poison of solar radiation, at worst considerable threat. "Monsters in our own image? It wasn't bad enough for you that the Quill were deadly simply by existing? Listen you two. All I wanted," Grant claimed, heels of his hands pressing into his eyes again, and sounding completely frustrated, "all I ever wanted, was to someday find another civilization -- a civilization with people in it I could recognize, talk to -- "
"Take out for a beer?" Malley suggested.
"Take out for a beer," Grant agreed, then smiled wistfully. "Sounds like a dream, doesn't it?"
Aisha covered Grant's hand with hers. "You aren't the only dreamer, Commander."
"In the meantime," Malley said, "look on the bright side -- if I'm right, it could mean the Quill think like we do. That's the first step in being able to communicate with one another right? And they don't drink, which saves money." | |
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