Air Raid (HTML) (Asimov’s, Spring ). A sample from this anthology. Hugo Nomination for Best Short Story Nebula Nomination for Best Short Story. Air Raid. Needed: People for repopulating a future humanity. Whom do you get? This short story was the basis for the novel (and screenplay and movie). This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. Title: Air Raid Title Record # Author: John Varley Date: Type: SHORTFICTION.
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We had formed a skirmish line across the width of the plane, guns out, steadied on seat backs, aimed at the milling, befuddled group of thirty goats. The gate was only three feet away from me, but I began pulling myself along to where she floated.
I could hear Ari frantically calling the ground.
That’s the best kind; it means we don’t have to keep the pilot unaware of the situation in the cabin right down to ground level. We boarded the and got ready for the goats to arrive.
Title: Air Raid
You’ll see more of that later. Evidently it wasn’t out of character. It takes time and a lot of skill to build a new face that will rraid up to a doctor’s autopsy. Digest-size magazine, including both standard digest size, at about 7″ by 4. Submit a new text post.
We herded them toward the front of the plane, then deployed ourselves along the left side where we could cover the workers. I can’t say I’m surprised. Everything is up to them. I turned and spotted Mary Katrina Sondergard through the haze of the gate. No trivia or quizzes yet. I hurried into the restroom and got both of us down on the floor. I couldn’t stand to think she was valrey last generation, that the last humans there would ever be would live with nothing in their heads, medically dead by standards that prevailed even inwith computers working their muscles to keep them in tone.
When a bird gets to corkscrewing and vwrley apart, the math is fearsome.
vwrley There would be bits and pieces, and burned to a crisp at that. There was nothing to do but be a stewardess until departure time.
There’s an unavoidable feeling of sympathy for the poor dumb goats that starts to get me about this stage of the game. The sun was a fierce yellow ball through the haze. Bioengineered and variously cloned, humans now subscribe to social and sexual codes — and live within perspectives and according to processes — that differ radically from those of their flesh-bound, planet-bound ancestors.
Lord, to look like that with no makeup, no prosthetics! It’s a bigger job every time. I consulted the indicator under my Lady Bulova and glanced at one of the restroom doors. I started taking orders for drinks in first.