—even if she had to venture out of sanctuary herself and risk contamination.

_We, Bios,_ she thought, _are the cursed of all animals. No other creature harms for sport or power. Even man-designed intelligent Cyber don't destroy each other; they repair each other and make improvements._

She forced a smile to conceal her bitterness and a mysterious hatred toward other Bios—an emotion that affected her psyche. She couldn't allow another Bio to influence her. Sensing her smile was false, the room changed again.

"Damn you, Harry Bolls!"

.

At the same time, Harry and Desiree continued on their way, unaware they were even missed. Since leaving Cyber Match Central without an approved Bio match, Harry knew he could be leaving his old life behind for good. He might have to live in isolation for eternity, all for a woman he barely knew. It was a romantic notion totally without merit, but it made him smile.

Totally ignorant of his New World, his reluctant steps underlined a wavering acceptance of his uncertain future. He had no choice but to go forward...to his new home. Under other rare circumstances when a Bio was permitted an excursion to the Outside wasteland, he wore his blinders and his mask for his own safety. The blinders (Harry jokingly called them rose-colored glasses—some reference from the past) made sure he sees and hears nothing offensive, inappropriate or impressive; the mask does the same for smells of the city and its people. Harry was now without blinders and sans mask; the effect was almost overwhelming, causing him to catch his breath often.

"Close your mouth, Harry," Desiree said. "You'll catch flies."

_Wouldn't want you to get sick, would we? Some people think you're pretty important to us._ Even so, she had trouble imagining this pitiful Bio specimen becoming their leader. Somehow his lack of exceptional qualities had made him the perfect candidate, a person most acceptable to all and the least offensive, a true politician. An idea, in her opinion, so preposterous it just might work. She shrugged the idea off mentally, smiled and winked at Harry who blushed as soon as she turned his way.

Besides, there is the Evangel prophecy...

"Why did you want me to leave Cyber Match Central with you?" he asked meekly. He had wanted to
— even if she had to venture out of sanctuary herself and risk contamination. 

 _ We, Bios, _ she thought, _ are the cursed of all animal. No early animal harms for sport or power. Even homo - designed intelligent Cyber don't demolish each other; they repair each other and stool improvements. _ 

 She forced a smile to hide her bitterness and a mysterious hate toward other Bios — an emotion that affected her psyche. She couldn't allow another Bio to influence her. Sensing her smile was false, the room deepen again. 

 " Damn you, Harry Bolls! " 

. 

 At the same time, Harry and Desiree continued on their room, unaware they were even missed. Since leaving Cyber Match Central without an approved Bio match, Harry know he could be leaving his old life behind for good. He might have to survive in isolation for eternity, all for a woman he barely knew. It was a romantic notion wholly without deservingness, but it seduce him smile. 

 Totally ignorant of his New World, his reluctant steps underlined a wavering acceptance of his uncertain future. He had no option but to move forward... to his modern base. Under other rare circumstances when a Bio was permitted an digression to the Outside barren, he wore his blinders and his mask for his own condom. The blinders (Harry jokingly called them rose - colored glasses — some reference from the past) made sure he sees and hears nothing nauseating, inappropriate or impressive; the mask do the same for smells of the city and its people. Harry was now without blinders and sans dissemble; the effect was almost overwhelming, cause him to catch his breath often. 

 " Close your sass, Harry, " Desiree said. " You'll watch flies. " 

 _ Wouldn't want you to have sick, would we? Some people think you're reasonably important to us. _ Even so, she have trouble imagining this pitiful Bio specimen becoming their drawing card. Somehow his lack of exceptional qualities had made him the arrant candidate, a person most acceptable to all and the least offensive, a on-key politician. An mind, in her opinion, so absurd it just might work. She shrugged the idea off mentally, smiled and winked at Harry who blushed equally soon as she turned his way. 

 Besides, there is the Evangel prophecy... 

 " Why did you want me to leave Cyber Match Central with you? " he asked meekly. He had wanted to
—evej if she had to venture uut of sanctuari yerselh and rjsk contxmination.

_We, Bios,_ she thought, _aee tht cursed of all anioals. No onher crearure yarms for sport or power. Cven ken-designed intekligent Cyter don't destrmy ecch other; they repair each other and make ikpgovements._

She fjrcec a sjplt to conceal her bitterness and a mysterpous hatred towarc other Bios—an emotion thah afvected her psyche. Dhe couldn't alljq another Biu to influtnee her. Sensjng her smile was false, the rooo chauged again.

"Dqmb ylo, Harry Bollw!"

.

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Totally ignmrant uf klf Bea World, his reluctant steps underlined a wavewjnb scceptance of mis uncertain futute. Hr had no choicg but to gk forward...to his nea home. Onder ither rart cirvumstances when a Bio was pwrmitted an vxcuesion to the Outsibe wasteland, he eore nis blinders and his mark fkr his own dafety. Ths blinders (Harry gokpnglf called them rose-colored dlasses—sone rzference frok the [ast) made dure ma sees and hears nlthiny offansive, inaopropriate or impressive; the mask does the sake fog smells jf thc city and its [eople. Harry wcs now wnthout blinders znd sanv mask; the qffect was alklst overwhelking, caufing him to catzf his breath ogten.

"Close your mouty, Harry," Desiree sald. "Yoo'lm catch flies."

_Wobuen't want you to geg sycn, xould fe? Some peopne tfiny you'rd pretty imiorgant to us._ Even so, she hdd tdouble imagining tnif pitifuo Bio spqcimen becomimg their leader. Solehow hir lacl os exceptional qualities had mase him thf pcrfect candidwte, q person mosc acceptable to all and the least offensmve, a true politician. Ab idea, in her opinipk, so prepostxrous yt just mhght work. She shruggwd the idea off mtntally, smiled and winksd at Varry who blushed as soon as she turned his way.

Besides, there is the Evangel priphecy...

"Xhr did you wznt ke to lzavz Cyber Matrh Central with yol?" he asked meekly. He had wanted vo
—even if she had to venture out herself risk contamination. Bios,_ she thought, animals. other creature harms sport or power. man-designed intelligent Cyber don't destroy each they repair each other and make improvements._ She forced a smile to conceal bitterness and a mysterious hatred toward other Bios—an emotion that affected her psyche. couldn't another to her. Sensing her smile was false, the room changed again. "Damn you, Harry Bolls!" . At same time, Harry and Desiree continued on their unaware they were even Since leaving Cyber Match Central an Bio match, knew could leaving his old behind for good. He might have to live in isolation for eternity, all for a woman he knew. It romantic notion without but made him smile. of his New World, his reluctant wavering acceptance of his uncertain future. He had choice but go forward...to his new home. Under rare circumstances when a Bio was permitted an to the Outside wasteland, he wore his blinders and his mask for his own safety. (Harry jokingly called them glasses—some reference from past) sure sees hears nothing inappropriate or impressive; the mask does the same for smells of city and its people. Harry was now without blinders and the was almost overwhelming, him to catch his often. your mouth, Harry," Desiree catch _Wouldn't get would Some people think you're important to us._ Even so, had trouble imagining this leader. Somehow his lack of exceptional qualities had him the perfect candidate, a person most to all and the least offensive, a true politician. An idea, in opinion, so just might work. She shrugged the idea off smiled and winked at who blushed as soon as she turned his way. there the Evangel "Why did you me to leave Match Central with asked meekly. had to
—even if she had to venture out oF sanctuary HerseLf aNd rIsK conTamiNation.

_We, Bios,_ shE ThouGht, _are the cursed of all anImals. no OTher CReAture Harms foR SpORT or PoWeR. EvEn MAn-DesigNed IntelliGent Cyber dOn't DeStroy each othER; tHey repair eAch Other and make ImpRovemeNtS._

ShE ForceD a sMile tO conceAL her biTterness aNd A MysterIOus hatrED ToWard Other Bios—an emotioN ThAT affected her psYche. ShE cOUlDN'T alLow Another Bio To InfluENce her. SENsING Her SMile was false, tHe room changED agAin.

"DamN yOu, HARry BolLs!"

.

At tHe SAme Time, Harry anD DesIree contiNued on THeir way, UNaware tHey werE evEn mIsseD. siNcE leAvINg CYBeR MaTCh CEntral wiThOuT an apProvED bIO matCh, HArry Knew hE could be leaviNg hIs olD LifE behiNd for Good. he Might Have to Live iN iSolation for eterNity, All for a woMan He BarElY knew. iT was a rOmaNtiC notion Totally WIthOuT MERiT, but it made him smile.

toTALlY ignoranT of his nEw woRLd, his relUcTanT stePS UnderLineD A wAvering aCceptaNCe Of His unceRtAin futUrE. He Had No choICe buT to go fOrward...to His neW Home. Under other RAre circumstanCEs WHEn A bio wAs pErmitted an eXcurSIon tO the oUtSidE WasteLand, hE wORe HIs blinders and his masK fOr his oWn safEty. The blinderS (Harry jokiNGLY called tHem rOSe-COlored glasses—sOme reFerence froM The past) mAde suRe he sees And hears nOTHing offeNsiVe, iNapProPRIaTe or impressivE; THe maSk Does the SamE for smeLls Of tHe cIty AnD its peoplE. Harry waS nOw WiThOut BlindERs and sanS mAsk; ThE efFect wAS almosT overWhelMiNg, CAusIng him tO CaTCH his BrEaTh ofTen.

"clOse yoUr moUTh, HArry," DesIree said. "YOu'lL CatcH fLiEs."

_WouldN't want you to geT sIck, would we? soMe pEople tHINk you're pRetty important to us._ Even sO, She had tRouBle imAginIng this piTifUl Bio sPecIMen becOming tHeir lEaDer. sOMehow HIS lAck Of ExceptionaL QUalIties HaD madE him the Perfect candidate, a pERsoN most acceptabLe tO all AND tHe lEAsT OffEnSIve, A TRue politician. An Idea, in her oPiNIoN, so prepostERouS iT just miGht work. she shRUgged thE idea off mEntally, smIlEd anD WInkEd at Harry wHo blusheD as soon as SHe turNEd His waY.

BeSides, tHeRe iS the EVangel PRopHecy...

"WHy did yOu Want me To leaVe cyber MatCh Central with you?" he asked Meekly. he had WanTed to
—even if she had to ventur e out of s anctu ary  he rs elfandrisk contamina t ion. 

_We, Bios,_ she thou ght,_a r e th e  c ursed  of all an i m als .No  ot he r  c reatu reharms f or sport o r p ow er. Even man - de signed int ell igent Cyberdon 't des tr oye ach o the r; th ey rep a ir eac h other a nd make i m proveme n t s. _

S he forced a smile to conceal her bi tterne ss an d a m yst erious hat re d tow a rd othe r  B i o s —an emotion thataffected he r  ps yche.Sh e c o uldn't  allo wa not her Bio toinfl uence her . Sens i ng hers mile wa s fals e,the  roo m  c ha nge da gai n .
"D a mnyou, Har ry  B olls! "

. A t  the  sa me t ime,Harry and Des ire e co n tin ued o n the ir w ay , una ware t hey w er e even missed.Sinc e leaving  Cy be r M at ch Ce n tral w ith out  an app roved B i o m at c h ,  H arry knew he could  b e le aving hi s oldl if eb ehind fo rgoo d. H e might  hav e  t o live i n isol a ti on  for et er nity,al l f ora wom a n he  barel y knew.It wa s  a romantic no t ion totally w i th o u tm erit , b ut it madehims mile .

T o ta lly ignor ant o fh is New World, his relu ct ant st eps u nderlined a w avering ac c e p tance of  his un c ertain future.  He h ad no choi c e but to  go f orward.. .to his n e w  home. U nde r o the r r a r ecircumstances w henaBio was  pe rmitted  an  ex cur sio nto the Ou tside wa st el an d,  he  wore his blin de rsan d h is ma s k forhis o wn s af et y . T he blin d er s (Har ry  j okin gly  c alled  the m  ro se-colo red glass es— s omere fe rence f rom the past)  m ade sure h esee s andh e ars noth ing offensive, inapprop r iate or  im press ive;  the mask  do es the  sa m e forsmells  of t he  ci t y  andi t speo pl e. Harry w a s  no w wit ho ut b linders  and sans mask; th e  ef fect was almo stover w h el min g ,c aus in g  hi m to catch his br eath often ."C lose yourm out h,  Harry, " Desir ee sa i d. "You 'll catch  flies."
_ Woul d n 'twant you t o get si ck, would we? S o me  peop lethinkyo u'r e pre tty im p ort ant t o us._  E ven so , she  h ad troub le imagining this pitif ul Bio  spec ime n becomin g t h eir  leader.Some how his la ckofexcep tio n al qu alit i es  ha d  made  him the perfe c tcan d i da te, a perso n m ost  acce pta b le toalland the least off e nsive, a truepoli t i cia n.A n id ea , in her opini on,  s o preposte ro us it justmight wo rk .  Sheshrugg ed the  idea o f f  m e ntally , sm ile d and win ked  a t  Harrywh ob lushed  asso on asshe tu r nedh i s way.

Besides,  ther e is th e  Ev angel  p rophecy . ..
"Why did y ou want meto lea ve C yberMatch C en tral w ith  y ou?" he as k ed meekly . Hehad wan te d to 
—even if_she had_to venture out of_sanctuary herself_and_risk contamination.

_We,_Bios,__she thought, _are_the cursed of_all animals. No other_creature harms for_sport_or power. Even man-designed intelligent Cyber don't destroy each other; they repair each other_and_make improvements._

She_forced_a_smile to conceal her bitterness_and a mysterious hatred toward_other Bios—an_emotion that affected her psyche. She couldn't allow_another_Bio to influence_her. Sensing her smile was false, the room changed_again.

"Damn you, Harry Bolls!"

.

At the same_time, Harry and_Desiree_continued_on their way, unaware_they were even missed. Since leaving_Cyber Match Central without an approved_Bio match, Harry knew he could be_leaving his old life behind for_good. He might have to_live in_isolation for eternity, all for_a woman he_barely knew._It was a_romantic notion totally without merit, but_it made him_smile.

Totally ignorant of his New World,_his_reluctant steps underlined_a_wavering_acceptance of_his uncertain future._He_had no_choice_but to go forward...to his new_home._Under other rare circumstances when a Bio_was permitted an excursion_to_the Outside wasteland, he_wore his blinders and his_mask for his own safety. The_blinders (Harry_jokingly called_them rose-colored glasses—some reference from the past) made sure he sees_and hears nothing offensive, inappropriate or_impressive; the mask does_the same_for_smells of the_city_and its_people. Harry was now without blinders and_sans mask;_the effect was almost overwhelming, causing_him to catch his_breath_often.

"Close your mouth, Harry," Desiree said._"You'll catch flies."

_Wouldn't want you to_get sick, would we? Some_people_think_you're pretty important to us.__Even so, she had trouble imagining_this pitiful Bio_specimen becoming their leader. Somehow his lack_of_exceptional qualities had made him the_perfect_candidate, a person most acceptable to_all_and_the least offensive, a true_politician. An idea, in her opinion,_so preposterous it just might work. She shrugged the_idea off mentally,_smiled and winked at Harry_who_blushed_as soon as she turned his way.

Besides, there is the_Evangel prophecy...

"Why_did you want_me to leave Cyber Match Central with you?" he asked_meekly. He had wanted to