Prane

"Solar Prane is not under sedation," the M.A. snapped, trying to rise, and restrained by her harness.

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"Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, you know," Prane said into the silence, but, to Helva, his joviality sounded forced.

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Helva, however, had heard Prane reject medical assistance, and, by her sensors, knew he was feigning sleep to prevent argument.

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In her hands were the wires that led to the transceivers on Prane and Kurla.

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As she began to jockey into position, Helva kept an eye on Prane.

the ship who sang McCaffrey, Anne, 1926- 1969

"Zounds, who was that?" cried Prane, whirling in such surprised reaction that he drifted toward the wall, absently holding himself off with one hand.

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"Why do you continue to let Prane dominate and dictate your life?"

the ship who sang McCaffrey, Anne, 1926- 1969

In the first place, Solar Prane, we don't want the Corviki possessed of our entire bankroll in one mass cathartic purge.

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"That is sufficient, Ansra Colmer," Prane said quietly, rising from the couch, his voice glacial, his eyes stony, his attitude unbending.

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They tended to express themselves in Corviki terms, as Prane and Chadress had the night before.

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