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Dance at the Gym [MultiFormat]
eBook by Marion Zimmer Bradley & Elisabeth Waters
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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: The hardest part of ending a war is getting the opposing sides to talk to each other.
eBook Publisher: Marion Zimmer Bradley Literary Works Trust, Published: San Francisco Chronicle, 1987
Fictionwise Release Date: November 2007
27 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [25 KB]
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, Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [189 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [2 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [78 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [71 KB]
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, Sony Reader (LRF) [80 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [2 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [3 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [56 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [9 KB]
Words: 661
Reading time: 1-2 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
Ede circled round the floor of the space station's main meeting room, the only place big enough to hold this dance. She tried, with limited success, to fix a reasonably pleasant expression on her face as she looked over her partner's left shoulder, not focusing on anything. He didn't seem to be enjoying this any more than she was, but at least he was no longer grabbing at her--a couple of fingernails pinching his neck when he got out of line had seen to that.
Ede silently cursed whoever had decided that holding these 'get-to-know-each-other-as-friends dances' was a good idea for ending the war. She would rather have been out in her flier, trying to shoot this guy down, than dancing with him--and she suspected that he felt the same way about her. At least that way they wouldn't have to look at or try to talk to each other, not that they had tried. But the people who owned the main space station had more firepower than either of the feuding satellite outposts--to say nothing of controlling the trade routes--and they felt that the feud was bad for trade, so Ede and her unwilling partner were stuck with each other for--Ede glanced surreptitiously at her watch--another 47 minutes.
She was all too aware of the weapon at his back, although she was not quite sure what it was or why he was wearing it here. It appeared to be a copy of one of the old 20th century projectile weapons, which would be worse than useless in space--if the projectile didn't ricochet and kill half the people in the room, it would undoubtedly puncture the wall, vent the room to space, and kill everyone in the room. No doubt it was merely a prop for his 'freedom fighter' costume of the same period.
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