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Vila Restals E-mails - Year 4

By Nicola Mody
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To:               Jandy Restal
From:           Vila Restal
Subject:       Helotrix

Dear Mum,

Planets are falling like ninepins to the Feds right now, and when Avon heard Helotrix had gone too, he decided to find out why they’d fallen so easily. I wasn’t keen on getting that close to the sharp end. It was all right on Liberator with its massive fire-power and long legs, but Scorpio is a slow rusty little planet-hopper with a couple of pitiful pop-guns. Though Avon’s got Orac trying to redesign the short-burn boosters to give us some extra speed.

Tarrant and Dayna were all gung-ho and eager, so they went down and promptly lost contact with us because the teleport comms went on the fritz. (Guess who has to check all the relays and circuits now). The Feds sent up some cruisers after us, and I was terrified Tarrant and Dayna had been caught and told them all about us, but it turned out Orac was using the Helotrix engineering computers to do his calculations, which sort of gave the game away. Even I know how to balance good decent laziness with healthy self-preservation – it’s a fine line I walk every day. Idiot computer.

I had to make a couple of fast visits to the head by the time Tarrant and Dayna called in and teleported back. The Feds are drugging the local populations with something called Pylene-50 which turns them into spaced-out slaves, though it sounds more like a haemorrhoid ointment. The good news is we got the formula for the antitoxin. The bad news is that Servalan was down there. How did she get off the Liberator?

Oh, some other good news. Soolin doesn’t mind me!

She’s had a hard life – her family were murdered when she was 8, and she became a hired gun, and eventually tracked the killers down and whacked them for it. So she’s not the sort you’d think might like me. But when I asked her to tell me what her family was like, she blinked a few times and said it was the first time anyone had ever bothered to ask. They sounded wonderful. I told her about you, and a bit about me, and she said she was amazed I’m the way I am considering I’ve had a hard life too (I told her about the conditioning and the JD wards and CF1). I wouldn’t say she was a friend like Gan or Cally (can’t see Soolin putting an arm round my shoulders like Gan, or hugging me like Cally when I was sad); she’s more an ally.

Love, Vila 



To:               Vila Restal
From:           Soolin
Subject:       Courage under fire

I’ve never seen anyone as scared as you were over Helotrix, Vila. How in the universe did you survive three years on the Liberator? If anyone needs some of that medicinal adrenaline and soma, it’s you. Shall I ask Avon if you can have some?

Soolin 



To:               Soolin
From:           Vila Restal
Subject:       RE: Courage under fire

It was different on the Liberator, Soolin. We were too fast to catch, and I used to be on the neutron blasters. I don’t like being helpless and vulnerable, though I should be used to it by now. Scares me witless. And yes, I know I’ve left myself wide open there.

As for the adrenaline and soma, I have a proposal for you. No no no, not that sort – it’s harmless little me, remember? I thought you’d like to keep in practice with your sharp-shooting, and here’s me with targets on my tunic, and my own little supply of A&S. What say you load some of those drug clips with A&S and shoot to thrill every time you see me? It’ll keep you on your toes and me on an even keel. Don’t take the targets literally though, esp. not the elbow ones – shooting a thief in the elbows is a bit like knee-capping an athlete.

What do you think? ;-)

Vila 



To:               Vila Restal
From:           Soolin
Subject:       RE: Courage under fire

You really are funny, Vila. You’re on!

Soolin 


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