At that point, the three men present stoodup-Durslan, Varlik, and Bosler. The snow on the road was undisturbed, except for a slight hollowingcaused by wind swirl from some hover truck before the thaw had started. Rose and fell gently, slowly, on oil-smooth swells fatheredby some distant storm, his flippers gently stroking to hold him in place. Varlik didn't feel right with the T'swa anymore.
Ramolu eyed Varlik quizzically. A gook world, the planet Orlantha. Her helmet was gone-she'd disliked wearing thechinstrap when she didn't have to. Youhandled it admirably.
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