Remained far from me for the duration of your stay at the Hotel Andromeda. I would not want to be forced to engage you in mortal combat. " Now that was a hell of a rebuff but I couldn't figure out what I had done wrong. The Borrak scrambled itself off the barstooi in a dizzying ballet of segmented legs then marched out of the bar. Failure is certainly nothing new to me and I can usually take it with a measure of grace. But I was preoccupied with trying to figure out what I had done wrong. I moved... read more
