This week with Arlene and Jeff:
..."Well, that's the last of the vids the Sergeant selected," Whitworth commented as he brought the lights back up, propped his feet on the corner of his desk and leaned back before continuing. "But I wonder if the wood Morales has found will really hold up in that compound bow of his. Oh, that one arrow seemed to work, but that could have been a fluke."
"Well, if it is a fluke, there will come a time when he'll be in big trouble. As we've discussed before, he will lose an arrow now and then, no matter how careful he is, and I suspect a wounded animal will fall and break one from time to time, as has already happened. Attrition will win in the long run. You could always send him more though…"
The General let out a huff. "That's an option, of course, but as soon as I do, he'll suspect that someone is watching him."
"Could be a 'standard' resupply thing. He doesn't know what you do with the other prisoners. As far as that's concerned, send them all another quiver of arrows. In the long run, does it make a difference?"
The General shrugged. "Probably not," he admitted. "Most of the prisoners are too self-centered to conserve or try to learn, anyway. After all, they couldn't get along in society. Why should they be any different on 2214? But that planet gives them nothing if they don't work for it, and there are plenty of highly intelligent and hungry animals whose stomachs will profit from the prisoners' laziness or carelessness. Most of them never find, or take advantage of what was planted there for them. Morales is city born and bred, yet he has apparently set out to do whatever it takes to survive. It's a shame he didn't put forth the effort on Earth that he seems to have on 2214 - he could have made something out of himself. Granted, he may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I'm beginning to wonder about that, even. He damn sure has an instinct to survive and smarts to make it happen."...
Have a goodun;