Tim williams wrote:

The icy expanse of space slipped silently past the hull of the
military frigate,

actually, the hull of the frigate is slipping past space, space remains
exactly where it is. :)

One of those passengers had taken up a position in a darkened corner
of what served as the passenger's meal hall.  Passengers and crew did
not officially mix, though they came closer in this area than any
other.  Here, a crude form of alcohol was sold along with the slightly
substandard rations which were generally the best passengers could
hope for.  Alcohol, however, proved to equalize the different social
tiers aboard the ship, and virtually everyone save officers, who had
their own source of booze, could be seen in the meal hall eventually.

Too true. Loaded people can be more relaxed around one another at times.

The figure in the corner took a long, slow sip of his beverage, some
of the aforementioned alcohol, and sighed.  Had he been in better
light, his purely Asian features would have been obvious as well as
his slight build, far smaller than any of the soldiers and almost all
of the passengers, as well.  One of his hands rested unnoticed
against his hip where a worn pattern in the material of his belt
showed that a holster of some type normally rested.  Passengers were
not, of course, allowed to carry weapons aboard ship.

but holsters were cool.

The ship suddenly lurched and gravity failed.  The woman stumbled and
collapsed on top of the man, both of them calling to the floor only to
rebound and float,

And we have title confirmation.

 >

During his walk through the last few blocks, to the long and winding
staircase of the inn, he ran over what he was going to say to his
grandmother a few times.

Keitaro: Oh god! Please help me!

At the top of the steps, the sprawling complex of the Hinata Inn was
revealed.  The building looked to be in failing repair, though not
abandoned which

abandoned, which

The final shock was seeing them.  The girls he had lost that fateful
day six hundred years ago, all standing around uncertainly and staring
at him as though he were speaking a strange language.  Though, he
realized in a calm, detached fashion, to them he must be.

Darkness came rushing in and he fell backwards, unconscious.

Interesting prologue. Might want to mention it in the header next time.

DB Sommer





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