Chapter 161 Fragments

• "How did you get into my room?"
• That's what I get for becoming old...the faculties start to give in to age, and you find yourself having surprises when you least expect them. Of course there was no one else in my room–Security would not allow it–so this must be a projection from elsewhere. I didn't think such powerful equipment existed anymore outside my own facilities. I hadn't been keeping close enough tabs on the world in the last century or two, and now I find unwanted visitors apparently still able to piece together a holo-projector.
• I ignored the figure in the shiny white uniform of fitted tunic and calf-boots. A gold pin on the left breast was also on the left upper-arm: a twisted double-helix. The unwelcome guest's face was impassive, lightly-tanned with piercing blue eyes and medium length blond hair under the white helmet. I remembered seeing just his type in the records from the Twentieth—back then, the uniform would have been black, but the message he represented was essentially the same, though as befit the times, it was more universal in scope.