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Gusev: Twenty-One

Friday, June 30th, 2006

Kemperton Plaza, Schiller Complex Astroengineering owned one of the tower structures at the heart of the Schiller Complex, isolated in every way from the rest of the ship but for a handful of entrances. He approached the main entrance to the building and was surprised to have the bank of glass doors slide aside for [...]

Gusev: Twenty

Wednesday, June 28th, 2006

Residential Block, Achebe Complex Misha and Gwen reconvened in the quieter and more pedestrian cafeteria nearest their dorms. The young women who had been clustered around one of the billiard tables down in the Commons had elected to flash the cosmos. In a fit of giggles, they ran over to the wide observation port near [...]

Gusev: Nineteen

Monday, June 26th, 2006

Creative Commons, Achebe Complex Gwen sat waiting in the lounge, waving for him as Misha entered and looked around. She sat along the inboard side, at a window facing across to the other massive hull. Shaded lamps hung at strategic intervals through the lounge, casting pools of light that just avoided connecting with each other. [...]

Gusev: Eighteen

Friday, June 23rd, 2006

On his way out, Misha considered breaking the rules, then turned toward the forward airlock. If Audrey were one of the nomad warriors making camp in the big hangar bay, he would find out sooner or later. No sense in pressing the issue.

Gusev: Seventeen

Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

Control Room, Spinal Bay 2 Misha and Chileo sat near the main control station on stools, leaned against the back wall, feet up on the console. The workstation, to their right, tracked traffic around the university; if a Kruyazhu squadron wanted to lift off, they would have to check with Misha and Chileo for clearance [...]

Gusev: Sixteen

Monday, June 19th, 2006

Spinal Docking Bay 2 “This way,” Chileo whispered, and pushed him off toward the right, hugging the wall nearest the airlock. In the corner, they mounted a steep staircase which took them up above the ceiling. Above, a short corridor ran parallel to the line of structures in the bay below, and opened into a [...]

Gusev: Fifteen

Friday, June 16th, 2006

Achebe Complex, Service Section  A lift to the rear of the Docks ‘n’ Locks office took him up to Level Zero, the topmost space in the university and off-limits to all but a select few students and professional staff. He rode in silence, staring at the control display and trying not to ask questions of [...]

Gusev: Fourteen

Thursday, June 15th, 2006

Dryden Annex, Room 108b “You’ve… killed people?” asked the Hollenbeck kid, across the way. “Well, they wanted to kill me first,” Misha replied. “I didn’t–don’t go around doing it for fun.”

Gusev: Thirteen

Monday, June 12th, 2006

Misha’s history lecture passed without incident. The professor distributed an electronic syllabus, went over the reading materials for the course, and assigned the students into discussion sections. The class, Human History 1969CE-Present, proved to be popular, probably because of its place in the course catalogue as a General Education requirement. If not one of that [...]

Formatting

Saturday, June 10th, 2006

Unfortunately, I’ve been having a hell of a time getting the formatting right in the Gusev posts after I paste them into the editor.  New posts, like this one that I’m typing straight in, I can format correctly each and every time.  But when I paste them in, I have Troubles. (Nothing at all like [...]

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