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Some elements were clearing up in Joe's mind. He said, in comprehension, "So ... we're both ambitious." "That's right, major. Now, let's get back to fundamentals. Your wrong path is the manner in which you're trying to work your way up into the elite. You've got to become a celebrated hero, major. And it's the Telly fan, the fracas-buff, who decides who the Category Military heroes are.
But it occurred to him that the boy might better appreciate a tale which involved his father, the Telly reporter, and some act of daring the small man had performed the better to serve his fracas-buff audience. He was well launched into the tale, boosting Freddy Soligen's part beyond reality, but not impossibly so, when that worthy entered the room, breaking it off.
He's got pictures of you in various poses taken from the fracas-buff magazines, and files away all articles in which your name appears." "Zen!" Nadine laughed in deprecation. "That's just the beginning. After a while he starts writing you fan letters, wanting autographed portraits, wanting a souvenir sometimes nothing more exciting than a button off your uniform.
You had eight portable machine guns. All we're doing is combining them. It'll be spectacular. You'll be the most famous mercenary in Category Military and it'll be impossible for the Department not to bounce you to colonel and Low-Upper. Especially with me and every Telly reporter and fracas-buff magazine we've bribed yelling for it." Joe's mouth manifested its tic, but he was shaking his head.
Antagonistic as she was, herself, to the fracases, she wasn't particularly knowledgeable about all their ramifications. She said, repelled, "But doesn't such morbidity disgust you? This fawning, this slobbering " Joe grunted. "All part of the game. A mercenary without buffs to boost him, to form fracas-buff clubs and such, hasn't much chance of promotion.
Newly from the hospital, he was still deep in the gloom of his recent loss of the dream, the defeat of his life-long ambitions. He said, "A buff gave it to me." She slowed down, the better to frown at him in amazement. "Gave it to you? Why the thing is priceless." Joe sighed and told her the salient details. "Quite a few mercenaries manage to acquire a private fracas-buff."
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