-OM

and one of the best bits ever:

He was tall, thin and dusky, with long silver hair pulled back
from his aquiline face in a ponytail, and he walked with a lazy,
arrogant sort of grace. He was absolutely the last person Juri
Arisugawa would ever have expected to find mocking her, even under
these surreal circumstances. For a few harrowing seconds, her
still-awakening, understrength mind was paralyzed with the horrified,
disbelieving notion that the dead walked.

The speaker seemed to recognize this; his teeth gleamed white
in the shadows on his face as he smiled, chuckling darkly. Then he
took a step forward so that one of the irregular beams of light from
the ceiling fell across his face and the gleaming badge on his chest.

Relief flooded through Juri - most incongruous relief, from
her confronter's point of view. Her body, which had stiffened visibly
against its restraints at the sight of him, relaxed, sagging against
the bonds that held her more or less upright.

Ahmed Garcia didn't really know what to make of that. He had
carried out a great number of interrogations and other such operations
since his assignment to Black Omega, and never once had anyone, in
waking and recognizing his uniform, had the thought,
"Oh - it's only a Psi Cop."
- Hunter Rose, 4th Symphony

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Lead me not to temptation, for I can find it myself.

"Can you stand up?" Kohran asked as Skuld left the room.
Dorothy did so, hesitantly, still feeling her way. "OK, good," said
Kohran. "We'll start with optical calibration." She punched a key on
the console next to her, causing a quintet of orange lights in a cross
shape to glow on the far wall. "Just look at the lights one by one -
they'll turn green as your visual subprocessor locks on."

Or maybe I just read this before I first played Halo. 8)

And it's so much fun watching Utena deflate egos.

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Lead me not to temptation, for I can find it myself.