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Back Excession
Chapters (108)
  1. About the Author
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Dedication
  5. 1 - Outside Context Problem
  6. I
  7. II
  8. III
  9. IV
  10. V
  11. VI
  12. 2 - Not Invented Here
  13. I
  14. II
  15. III
  16. 3 - Uninvited Guests
  17. I
  18. II
  19. III
  20. IV
  21. 4 - Dependency Principle
  22. I
  23. II
  24. III
  25. IV
  26. V
  27. 5 - Kiss The Blade
  28. I
  29. II
  30. III
  31. IV
  32. V
  33. VI
  34. 6 - Pittance
  35. I
  36. II
  37. III
  38. IV
  39. V
  40. VI
  41. 7 - Tier
  42. I
  43. II
  44. III
  45. IV
  46. 8 - Killing Time
  47. I
  48. II
  49. III
  50. IV
  51. V
  52. VI
  53. VII
  54. VIII
  55. 9 - Unacceptable Behaviour
  56. I
  57. II
  58. III
  59. IV
  60. V
  61. VI
  62. VII
  63. VIII
  64. IX
  65. X
  66. XI
  67. XII
  68. XIII
  69. XIV
  70. 10 - Heavy Messing
  71. I
  72. II
  73. III
  74. IV
  75. V
  76. VI
  77. VII
  78. VIII
  79. IX
  80. X
  81. XI
  82. XII
  83. XIII
  84. XIV
  85. XV
  86. 11 - Regarding Gravious
  87. I
  88. II
  89. III
  90. IV
  91. V
  92. VI
  93. VII
  94. VIII
  95. IX
  96. X
  97. XI
  98. XII
  99. XIII
  100. XIV
  101. 12 - Faring Well
  102. I
  103. II
  104. III
  105. IV
  106. V
  107. VI
  108. Epilogue

... Anyway, you’re supposed to try to persuade her to be reborn; talk her into a rebirth so she can be quizzed. The Sleeper Service won’t just release her, and it certainly won’t cooperate with SC, but if she asks to be reborn, it’ll let her.’

‘But why--?’ Genar-Hofoen started to ask.

‘There’s more,’ Tishlin said, holding up one hand. ‘Even if she won’t play, even if she refuses to come back, you’re to be equipped with a method of retrieving her through the link you’ll forge when you talk to the Mimage, without the GSV knowing. Don’t ask me how that’s supposed to be accomplished, but I think it’s got something to do with the ship they’re going to give you to get you to the Sleeper Service, after the Affronter ship they’re going to hire for you has rendezvoused with it at Tier.’

Genar-Hofoen did his best to look sceptical. ‘Is that possible?’ he asked. ‘Retrieving her like that, I mean. Against the wishes of the Sleeper.’

‘Apparently,’ Tishlin said, shrugging. ‘SC thinks they’ve got a way of doing it. But you see what I mean when I said they want you to steal the soul of a dead woman . . .’

Genar-Hofoen thought for a moment. ‘Do you know what ship this might be? The one to get me to the Sleeper?’

‘They haven’t--’ began the image, then paused and looked amused. ‘They just told me; it’s a GCU called the Grey Area.’ The image smiled. ‘Ah; I see you’ve heard of it, too.’

‘Yeah, I’ve heard of it,’ the man said.

The Grey Area. The ship that did what the other ships both deplored and despised; actually looked into the minds of other people, using its Electro Magnetic Effectors - in a sense the very, very distant descendants of electronic countermeasures equipment from your average stage three civilisation, and the most sophisticated, powerful but also precisely controllable weaponry the average Culture ship possessed - to burrow into the grisly cellular substrate of an animal consciousness and try to make sense of what it found there for its own - usually vengeful - purposes. A pariah craft; the one the other Minds called Meatfucker because of its revolting hobby (though not, as it were, to its face). A ship that still wanted to be part of the Culture proper and nominally still was, but which was shunned by almost all its peers; a virtual outcast amongst the great inclusionary meta-fleet that was Contact.