Title:Excession
Author(s): Iain M. Banks
Publisher(s): Bantam Books
Pages: 512
Year: 1998
Format:MOBI
Language: English
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The avatar Amorphia stood — arms crossed, thin, black-gloved hands grasping at bony elbows — gaze fastened intently upon the screen on the far side of the lounge. It showed a compensated view of hyperspace, vastly magnified. Looking into the screen was like peering into some vast planetary airscape. Far below was a layer of glowing mist representing the energy grid; above was an identical layer of bright cloud. The skein of real space lay in between both of these; a two-dimensional layer, a simple transparent plane which the GSV went flickering through like a weaving shuttle across an infinite loom. Far, far behind it, the tiny dot that was the superlifter shrank still further. It too had been bobbing up and down through the skein on a sine wave whose length was measured in light minutes, but now it had stopped oscillating, settling into the lower level of hyperspace. The magnification jumped; the superlifter was a larger dot now, but still dropping back all the time. A light-point tracing its own once wavy now straight course even further behind was the pursuing GSV. The star of the Dreve system was a bright spot back beyond that, stationary in the skein. The Sleeper Service reached its maximum velocity and also ceased to oscillate between the two regions of hyperspace, settling into the larger of the two infinities that was ultraspace. The two following ships did the same, increasing their speed fractionally but briefly. A purist would call the place where they now existed ultraspace one positive, though as nobody had ever had access to ultraspace one negative — or infraspace one positive, for that matter — it was a redundant, even pedantic distinction. Or it had been until now. That might be about to change, if the Excession could deliver what it appeared to promise… Amorphia took a deep breath and then let it go. The view clicked off and the screen disappeared. The avatar turned to look at the woman Dajeil Gelian and the black bird Gravious. They were in a recreation area on the Ridge class GCU Jaundiced Outlook, housed in a bay in one of the Sleeper Service$prime;s mid-top strakes. The lounge was pretty well standard Contact issue; deceptively spacious, stylishly comfortable, punctuated by plants and subdued lighting. This ship was to be the woman$prime;s home for the rest of the journey; a life boat ready to quit the larger craft at a moment$prime;s notice and take her to safety if anything went wrong. She sat on a white recliner chair, dressed in a long red dress, calm but wide-eyed, one hand cupped upon her swollen belly, the black bird perched on one arm of the seat near her hand. The avatar smiled down at the woman. $prime;There,$prime; it said. It made a show of looking around. $prime;Alone at last.$prime; It laughed lightly, then looked down at the black bird, its smile disappearing. $prime;Whereas you,$prime; it said, $prime;will not be again.$prime; Gravious jerked upright, neck stretching. $prime;What?$prime; it asked. Gelian looked surprised, then concerned. Amorphia glanced to one side. A small device like a stubby pen floated out of the shadows cast by a small tree. It coasted up to the bird, which shrank back and back from the small, silent missile until it almost fell off the arm of the chair, its blue-black beak centimetres from the nose cone of the tiny, intricate machine. $prime;This is a scout missile, bird,$prime; Amorphia told it. $prime;Do not be deceived by its innocent title. If you so much as think of committing another act of treachery, it will happily reduce you to hot gas. It is going to follow you everywhere. Don$prime;t do as I have done; do as I say and don$prime;t try to shake it off; there is a tracer nanotech on you — in you — which will make it a simple matter to follow you. It should be correctly embedded by now, replacing the original tissue.$prime;$prime;What?$prime; the bird screeched again, head jerking up and back. $prime;If you want to remove it,$prime; Amorphia continued smoothly, $prime;you may, of course. You$prime;ll find it in your heart; primary aortic valve.$prime; The bird made a screaming noise and thrashed vertically into the air. Dajeil flinched, covering her face with her hands. Gravious wheeled in the air and beat hard for the nearest corridor. Amorphia watched it go from beneath cold, lid-hooded eyes. Dajeil put both her hands on her abdomen. She swallowed. Something black drifted down past her face and she picked it out of the air. A feather. $prime;Sorry about that,$prime; Amorphia said. $prime;What… what was all that about?$prime; Gelian asked. Amorphia shrugged. $prime;The bird is a spy,$prime; it said flatly. $prime;Has been from the first. It got its reports to the outside by encoding them on a bacterium and depositing them on the bodies of people about to be returned for re-awakening. I knew about it twenty years ago but let it pass after checking each signal; it was never allowed to know anything the disclosure of which could pose a threat. Its last message was the only one I ever altered. It helped facilitate our escape from the attentions of the Yawning Angel.$prime; Amorphia grinned, almost childishly.
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