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    The loss of her old implant didn’t seem so bitter anymore. If she hadn’t lost it, she might never have met her new Tikari. And there was one on display at a convention at the Darjeeling Dome, right there in Poshchim Bangla. She lacked the funds and licenses, and the convention was closed for the night, but the latter problem solved the former two just fine. The white tank galloped north.
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    A LOPEX WAS running 477 distinct routines. About half of them were common ongoing processes to maintain the ravine, track teams, monitor security risks, and so on. Of the rest, there were a multitude of team projects that required special partitions, a few teams doing online work that required surveillance and security, and then some simple entertainment and dream link programs. There was only one medical program in progress. Medical almost always had priority over other systems. Of course, Alopex had never run over 70 percent capacity, so no programs had ever been overridden. There were only a select few programs that could override medical, such as the rampart system, HMDLR defenses, and some emergency shutoffs. There used to be one ultrahigh priority shutoff for an Ares Corporation hydromacrosis test, which could use 100 percent of Aloe’s system and drop every defense Valhalla had. As Valhalla wasn’t in the terraforming business, that program was not only obsolete but dangerous, so it was erased. In any case, the top priority running was a fairly routine program to fix a broken leg and stab wound in Violet’s foot.
    The second program was Alf’s, monitoring GAUNE communications for the words “Wave,” “Zombie,” and “Mutagenic.” All words commonly associated with wave bombs, “zombie bombs” to the vulgar public, “mutagenic weaponry” being the most proper term. High-level GAUNE chatter was filled with speculation about UNEGA illegally stockpiling wave bombs, but it was all mere speculation. There was no sign that UNEGA would build or deploy new weapons or try to fool the GAUNE weapons inspectors they allowed to supervise mutagenic wave studies. Alf was certain the threats were null but always kept an ear on the rumors. Given the severity of the issue and its potential to trigger global thermonuclear war and worse, he always had Alopex watching so that Valhalla might prevent any escalation before it grew unmanageable.
    The third priority routine was unusual. It was normally a tenth-tier police monitoring program, but Vibeke had programmed it to go ultrahigh priority if it found a hit. In the year since she’d written it, the thing had never activated. For at least that one year, not a single cybernetic eyeball had been stolen. Mishka had bought her first replacement eye legally after some hard work in Africa. But the theft of a Krillco Eye-Spy Yaugika 1.2.1 from its showcase in Bharat was not to be missed. Alopex allowed a full three-picosecond delay in lower priority programs to deliver the news.
    â€œVibeke,” called the fox. Vibs turned away from the clear med bay wall and brightened her link to see it clearly.
    â€œYes?”
    â€œCybernetic eye theft reported.”
    Vibeke barely registered it at first. It took her a moment to remember why Alopex would jump in at top priority to tell her. After that she realized it was obsolete, an old program now useless given that Mishka, last she saw her, had a perfectly good pair of eyes in her head. After the last chase through Bangla, Vibeke was sure of that. She didn’t even want to think about it. They had Mishka trapped, and somehow the entire Bharatiya Sthalsena got in the way. It was the last