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Just when I thought I was going to finish up the next chapter of my story, along comes an irresistible TT.

>Salafié's latest foray into the lower decks of the Lord-Captain's ship in search of servitor candidates had not gone as planned. While it was hardly unusual for prospective servitors to resist "recruitment" to their new vocation, the Techpriestess had not expected her prey to be carrying a concealed autopistol, or that he would have such keen aim even in the dim light of a service corridor. And while a few small-caliber bullets in the less vital parts of her flesh were of little concern, with the nanomachines in her blood already tending to that matter, this impetuous crewman had the temerity to damage the servo-motors in her left arm and even crack the lens of one of her bionic eyes! This was going to be one of those weeks...