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Trex World part 17

Part 17
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“It’s wise of you, Paul, to make a formal request to keep your current position,” she said after a moments thought, strolling around behind the desk again to relight the brown
cylinder, rolling it provocatively in between her fingers and thumb as she did so. “It will be good for you to pursue your normal day to day routine - well, normal as you can pull off, anyway, given your, ah, special set of circumstances.”

“You mean my, er, celebrity status?”

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We Make the World, part 15

"Omnitrex Tech" is now "We Make the World". Perhaps one day we'll learn why.

Part 15
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“You’ll be wanting to know who I am, I expect,” she said, exhaling after a long pull from the brown cylinder.

“Yes, I would–”

“But I’m not going to tell you. Not yet.”

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Omnitrex Tech part 14

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Paul followed his towering, acrobatically talented and exceedingly fit savior into the building. They must have been about five stories above the Expanse floor. The platform was a bare balcony with a softly flowing rail structure and the entrance to the building was an arch about twelve feet tall at the apex and was paned with a black glass that didn’t hold his reflection. It didn’t reflect anything at all, and the effect tickled the back of Paul’s brain in a fashion most eldritch and unholy.