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+A plan was forming.
+
+Custom clones were all the rage back on Earth. It had become so
+easy to manufacture them that people had clones for all kinds of
+things - attending meetings or parties you were too busy or lazy to
+go to, taking care of your kids while you were at work, driving
+your car for you, and, well, you get the idea. Of course, with all
+those clones running around, people also started to get nervous
+about all the kinds of accidents that could happen.
+
+"Honeysuckle, you know what I do for a living?"
+
+"Funny, I never even thought to ask!" she giggled. Back then, her
+giggle was thrilling, later I realised it was all a simulation, she
+already knew everything about me. Remembering it now, half of me
+wants to fall into the arms of that giggle, the other half hears it
+for what it was - the mechanical ticking of a time-bomb.
+
+"I work in insurance."
+
+"Wow, sounds complicated!"
+
+"It depends on what kind of insurance you're in. I'm in the
+uncomplicated kind." I rolled the ball down the lane. It veered off
+course and knocked a single pin.
+
+"Anyway, there's a new clause that's in a lot of life-insurance
+contracts, especially tailored for people who use
+cloning-technologies."
+
+"Oh? What does this have to do with anything, my sweet
+hummingbird?"
+
+"Hummingbird? Where'd you get that name from?" I rolled the ball
+again, I hit another handful of pins, but this was a game I'd
+already lost. I made a mental note not to go bowling with an
+android again.
+
+"The clause is called 'Triple Indemnity'; If you're killed by your
+clone, the insurance pays out three-fold."
+
+She had picked up her ball and threw it as I spoke these last
+words. The ball went straight to the gutter. My mouth opened. I
+thought to myself that she was either a quick learner or had a dark
+mind; she had understood perfectly what I was suggesting. Too
+perfectly.
+
+I should have followed the path of that bowling ball and veered off
+course right then. I should've sensed what she was capable of and
+ran the other way.
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+date = 4531-09-07-06-23
+from = stid1003@malu@244.21
+to = central@rs001@4.0
+importance = low
+note = as related by unknown malic sage - translation may contain errors
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+
+The cat ruled from the empty city. She had gold and silver, and the city was
+hers. Her territory stretched far: east to the mountains, west to the land just
+before the river hills, north to the Great Freshwater, and south to the land
+inhabited by the cat who had given her the scar on her left ear. She lived under
+the Tower of Humankind, and she hunted from there, roaming far and returning to
+her city every four weeks or so.
+
+It was on her return from one of these roaming periods that she saw them. She
+was walking along the ridge when she caught their scent, and as it was new to
+her she followed it. She reached them in an hour.  She came to a brook, and
+there they were, walking beside it: four strange creatures that stood on their
+hind legs and seemed to be always making noise. They confused her. They were
+not prey, and they were not hunting. Three of them were loud and careless, and
+the fourth seemed inexperienced, but somewhat competent. At least he saw her -
+the others didn't seem to know she was even there. She did not know what to make
+of them.
+
+<-- end transmission -->
+
+

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