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I
went
to
the
wall
and
stared
up
at
the
floating
sleeve
.
Slim
,
hard
-
looking
and
brown
,
with
the
delicately
lifted
Japanese
eyes
on
the
shelf
of
unscaleably
high
cheekbones
,
a
thick
,
straight
drift
of
impenetrably
black
hair
like
seaweed
in
the
tank
fluid
.
Gracefully
flexible
with
the
long
hands
of
an
artist
,
but
muscled
for
speed
combat
.
It
was
the
body
of
a
tech
ninja
,
the
body
I
’
d
dreamed
about
having
at
fifteen
,
on
dreary
rain
-
filled
days
in
Newpest
.
It
wasn
’
t
far
off
the
sleeve
they
’
d
given
me
to
fight
the
Sharya
war
in
.
It
was
a
variation
on
the
sleeve
I
’
d
bought
with
my
first
big
pay
-
off
in
Millsport
,
the
sleeve
I
’
d
met
Sarah
in
.
It
was
like
looking
at
myself
under
glass
.
The
self
I
’
d
built
somewhere
in
the
coils
of
memory
that
trail
all
the
way
back
to
childhood
.
Suddenly
I
stood
,
exiled
into
Caucasian
flesh
,
on
the
wrong
side
of
the
mirror
.
Carnage
came
up
to
me
and
slapped
the
glass
.
"
You
approve
,
detective
Ryker
?
"
When
I
said
nothing
,
he
went
on
.
"
I
’
m
sure
you
do
,
someone
with
your
appetite
for
,
well
,
brawling
.
The
specs
are
quite
remarkable
.
Reinforced
chassis
,
the
bones
are
all
culture
-
grown
marrow
alloy
jointed
with
polybond
ligamenting
,
carbon
-
reinforced
tendons
,
Khumalo
neurachem
—
"
"
Got
neurachem
,
"
I
said
,
for
something
to
say
.
"
I
know
all
about
your
neurachem
,
detective
Ryker
.
"
Even
through
the
poor
-
quality
voice
,
I
thought
I
could
hear
a
soft
,
sticky
delight
.
"
The
fightdrome
scanned
your
specs
when
you
were
on
stack
.
There
was
some
talk
of
buying
you
up
,
you
know
.
Physically
I
mean
.
It
was
thought
your
sleeve
could
be
used
in
a
humiliation
bout
.
Faked
,
of
course
,
we
would
never
dream
of
the
actual
thing
here
.
That
would
be
,
well
,
criminal
?
"
Carnage
paused
dramatically
.
"
But
then
it
was
decided
that
humiliation
fights
were
not
the
,
uh
,
the
spirit
of
the
establishment
.
A
lowering
of
tone
,
you
understand
.
Not
a
real
contest
.
Shame
really
,
with
all
the
friends
you
’
ve
made
,
it
would
have
been
a
big
crowd
-
puller
.
"
I
wasn
’
t
really
listening
to
him
,
but
it
dawned
on
me
that
Ryker
was
being
insulted
and
I
pivoted
away
from
the
glass
to
fix
Carnage
with
what
seemed
like
an
appropriate
glare
.
"
But
I
digress
,
"
the
synthetic
went
on
smoothly
.
"
What
I
meant
to
say
is
that
your
neurachem
is
to
this
system
as
my
voice
is
to
that
of
Anchana
Salomao
.
This
,
"
he
gestured
once
more
at
the
tank
,
"
is
Khumalo
neurachem
,
patented
by
Cape
Neuronics
only
last
year
.
A
development
of
almost
spiritual
proportions
.
There
are
no
synaptic
chemical
amplifiers
,
no
servo
chips
or
implanted
wiring
.
The
system
is
grown
in
,
and
it
responds
directly
to
thought
.
Consider
that
,
detective
.
No
one
offworld
has
it
yet
,
the
UN
are
thought
to
be
considering
a
ten
-
year
colonial
embargo
,
though
myself
I
doubt
the
efficacy
of
such
—
"
"
Carnage
.
"
Ortega
drifted
in
behind
him
,
impatiently
.
"
Why
haven
’
t
you
decanted
the
other
fighter
yet
?
"
