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Durante l'esplorazione di un pianeta da lungo tempo senza vita, l'equipaggio dell'Excalibur scopre un temibile virus.
Tempo: n.d.
Gideon: Nothing much good on tv tonight anyway. Tempo: n.d.
Galen: I want you to know that this thing just made a very large dent in my ship. Did you ever think about looking outside before you start throwing things overboard? Gideon: Maybe next time you'll let us know when you're coming. So what brings you here this time? Galen: An attempt, in all probability foolish and useless, to prevent you from going down to that planet. Gideon: Galen, my people have been looking for this place since we left Earth. Now that you're here, what could you possibly say that would change that? Galen: Well how about if you go down there, the odds are that none of you will return alive? Clear me for docking. Put away the breakables. Turn on the landing lights. I'm coming in. Tempo: n.d.
Galen: There are good planets and there are bad planets. There are healthy planets and unhealthy planets. There are safe planets and dangerous planets. This place is known to every Technomage as a bad place, a deceased, dangerous place. Eilerson: You talk like that planet is alive. Galen: Everything is alive, in its way. Have you ever been in an empty house and felt an oppressiveness, a shadow on the soul? Now multiply that by a billion times and that is fairly radiating from this planet. Tempo: n.d.
Galen: Have you ever wondered why there are so many dead worlds out there? Let me tell you why. It's because despite the best advise of people who know what they are talking about, other people insist on doing the most massively stupid things. Tempo: n.d.
Galen (a Gideon): Look, Matthew. To those of us in my order, another Technomage is the only family we have. Then, after I was... asked to leave the order as a penalty for having too much contact with the outside, I came to rely on you and on the others and on this place. Perhaps more than I should have. Tempo: n.d.
Eilerson: Where are you going? Gideon: To follow a friend into hell. Tempo: n.d.
Eilerson: Good in theory, lousy in practice. It implies that I'm expendable. I am many things: I am bright, personable, charismatic, and not a bad dancer, but expendable? No. Tempo: n.d.
Apocalypse Box: Do not trust. Gideon: Do not trust who? Apocalypse Box: Galen. |
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