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[1]
Doctor Zero is watching one of the holovisions, and looking both concerned and annoyed. She's squinting at it as if this were some trick of the light that will go away if she can just clear her vision.
On the holovis, a middle aged man with a large mustache and a pickelhaube is addressing the press, accompanied by several other men in equally ridiculous uniforms: the leaders of Destroit, Montrail, Hellywood, Armordillo, Boss-ton, Boltedmore, Arkhangel, Distrito Militar and our old friend, Mayor Quinn B. of Springwheeled, whose town seems to have been expanding itself, as has his gut.
"...and makes it necessary for freedom loving men to band togezher for ze purposes of forming associations of mutual defense. And so, today, my friends, I announce ze formation of ze Traktionstadsgesselschaft. Ve are dedicated to ze preservation of ze ideals of Municipal Darvinism, against ze depredations all who would keep us static, especially ze terrorists known as "Ze Green Storm"."
The speaker was immediately bombarded with questions, many asking if this formation was motivated by the recent death of The Stalker Fang, but Doctor Zero wasn't listening.
[2]
A piece of mail arrived, stamped with the simple authorization and plain letters of ordinary military correspondence. Oenone folded the letter open (even envelopes were reused in The Green Storm and it made monitoring the grunts' mail easier for Intelligence) expecting ordinary orders.
Instead, letters glued to the paper: YOU WILL PAY FOR KILLING HER ALEUTIAN WITCH YOUR LYING TONGUE WILL BE PULLED FROM YOUR MOUTH AND CUT OFF.
Her heart pounded against her ribcage as if it wanted to break free and go bouncing down the hallway and her eyes went wide with shock. But carefully, she began to refold the letter.
Someone had sent that from Rogue's Roost, and they had allies.
Doctor Zero is watching one of the holovisions, and looking both concerned and annoyed. She's squinting at it as if this were some trick of the light that will go away if she can just clear her vision.
On the holovis, a middle aged man with a large mustache and a pickelhaube is addressing the press, accompanied by several other men in equally ridiculous uniforms: the leaders of Destroit, Montrail, Hellywood, Armordillo, Boss-ton, Boltedmore, Arkhangel, Distrito Militar and our old friend, Mayor Quinn B. of Springwheeled, whose town seems to have been expanding itself, as has his gut.
"...and makes it necessary for freedom loving men to band togezher for ze purposes of forming associations of mutual defense. And so, today, my friends, I announce ze formation of ze Traktionstadsgesselschaft. Ve are dedicated to ze preservation of ze ideals of Municipal Darvinism, against ze depredations all who would keep us static, especially ze terrorists known as "Ze Green Storm"."
The speaker was immediately bombarded with questions, many asking if this formation was motivated by the recent death of The Stalker Fang, but Doctor Zero wasn't listening.
[2]
A piece of mail arrived, stamped with the simple authorization and plain letters of ordinary military correspondence. Oenone folded the letter open (even envelopes were reused in The Green Storm and it made monitoring the grunts' mail easier for Intelligence) expecting ordinary orders.
Instead, letters glued to the paper: YOU WILL PAY FOR KILLING HER ALEUTIAN WITCH YOUR LYING TONGUE WILL BE PULLED FROM YOUR MOUTH AND CUT OFF.
Her heart pounded against her ribcage as if it wanted to break free and go bouncing down the hallway and her eyes went wide with shock. But carefully, she began to refold the letter.
Someone had sent that from Rogue's Roost, and they had allies.