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James Fiedler - XIXI.James Fiedler - XI
When James left for work that morning, there was only one thing on his mind. The dream he had the other night made him stop and think. And he hated thinking about that. What woud Laurence think, anyway? Instead of exploring other worlds and drinking in the grandure and fame that would have come along with it, the Poleepkwa was trapped on a planet filled with what he believed to be the known galaxy's most violent creatures. There was nothing here for them. As he descended into the chilled mines below, James began to look back through the events of the past few years. He thought of his father, weak and alone in a hospital bed,


James Fiedler - XX.James Fiedler - X
As the two Poleepkwa ended the evening, stacking empty cans and hiding the pieces of the human technology Adam would often mess around with, James felt oddly content. He had to admit, if he did not have Adam's company, he wouldn't have survived this long. It was difficult and lonely to live in District 9. Fellow Poleepkwa turned into foes at the slightest drop of a pin, humans looked upon the aliens with disgust and fear. It was truly difficult to live here, indeed. The death toll was higher than the birth rate, MNU had annouced(and to the disgust of James and many others, they seemed happy about it).
Shaking his


James Fieder - IXIX.James Fieder - IX
The long day in the mines had been brutal for James Fiedler. His body ached and his side burned horribly from an incident with a human supervisor earlier. MNU only cared for the "safety" of their own. The Poleepkwa were nothing but dirt on their feet, less than that, even. And now human workers were bringing cattle prods and tazers with them, taking every opportunity possible to mess with their non-human coworkers. Slaves was a more apporpriate word, James thought bitterly as the memories of his work day cluttered his mind.
All had been well until a chamber of the mine collapsed one hour before James's normal lea
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