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Council SessionEVACUATE THE COLONY? Ugo Valin repeated.
His voice boomed, courtesy of the throat microphone transmitting his words to parrot-cells evenly distributed over the Council Room walls. The retracted roof let in the quiet rumble of the Towers.
Murmurs rose from the benches circling the main floor, occupied by hundreds of colonists, children mixed with adults, released from their activities to attend this emergency session. Forming two diagonals aligned on the mayor’s desk, the Counselors pulpits faced the benches. Behind them, a wall screen was projecting pictures of the three types of biots.
Standing in the center of the floor, Sabian had given a rundown of the situation, using pictures from his pad. His dusted and rumpled overalls stood out against the o
