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- The department of a business or organization that deals with the administration, management, and training of personnel
- Human Resources is an audio drama based on the long-running British science fiction television series Doctor Who.
- The personnel of a business or organization, esp. when regarded as a significant asset
- Human resources is a term used to describe the individuals who comprise the workforce of an organization, although it is also applied in labor economics to, for example, business sectors or even whole nations.
- Ressources humaines (Human Resources) is a 1999 French film directed by Laurent Cantet. As the name implies, the subject of the film is the workplace and the personal difficulties that result from conflicts between management and labour, corporations and individuals. It stars Jalil Lespert.
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- The Scandinavian clan or ætt (pronounced in Old Norse) was a social group based on common descent or on the formal acceptance into the group at a þing.
- (ATTS) A differential is a device, usually but not necessarily employing gears, capable of transmitting torque and rotation through three shafts, almost always used in one of two ways: in one way, it receives one input and provides two outputs–this is found in most automobiles–and in the other
- (Attia (gens)) The gens Attia was a plebeian family at Rome, which may be identical with the gens Atia, sometimes spelled with a double t.
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“… exciting, fast-paced science fiction…” from reviewer on AllScifi.com and AOL SF chat. Cover on Starlog.
Editted by Robin Hathaway, award-winning author of mystery novel The Doctor Dines in Prague.
From Spies by Night:
Something behind him hissed. He took another step, crunched a pine cone, then suddenly glanced over his shoulder.
He saw nothing and he smelled nothing but pine needles.
His pulse jumped and he could feel his heart racing, but since he was an athlete it returned to normal quickly.
Looking carefully around the perimeter of the trees, he stepped away from the cluster of pine debris to an empty patch of grass under a tree. He was deadly silent, arms out, hands open, in a wrestler’s stance; his breathing was soundless. Still he heard nothing, but he looked up at the tree, he quickly took a step out from under it. Gracefully in one fluid motion he did a half-turn but
still saw nothing, not even an Alioth bird.
A high bough of the tree flexed and pine needles shuddered but it might have been the wind. At the roots of the tree, grasses were flattened.
Then the invisible animal launched itself at Dion. The heavy attacker knocked him off his feet on to his back. The beast growled and Dion found himself struggling with something. It wasn’t playing, and it wasn’t an intangible hologram.
Sharp claws dug into the flesh beneath Dion’s neck. The young engineer grunted from the pain and tried to find the creatures’ neck. He was handicapped by the animal’s weight.
The brown-haired GT manager flexed his shoulders in an attempt to roll over and throw the beast off him. It jumped off him and leaped.
“Hold still!” commanded a female voice that was at once firm and controlled.
A tall, blond woman stood there, with graceful bone structure, dressed in silk with an unadorned computer band on her wrist. Her aura of confidence and authority made her look older than her twenty-four years. Her eyes were red-brown.
She also wore a shoulder holster and held a pistol in front of her with both hands. She fired one and only one photon burst. The light hit its collar.
All at once the beast came out of the infra-red projection field. It was a real Indian tiger, in a sporting a harness. But, he did not play or paw as he was supposed to. He leaped. Alyson fired a second time to stun.The tiger was a foot from Dion’s chest, sprang forward two more steps, then collapsed. Suddenly relieved of the weight, Dion sat up.
Alyson asked, “Are you all right?”
“Yes.” He started to stand and winced at the sting from the claw marks. “That animal—?”
“It’s stunned. This is a hunting range and the animals are invisible except by infrared binoculars until you hit their harness. They play but they rarely attack a human. I’m Alyson Dahlia Forbs.”
“I’m Dion, Operations Manager of the GT Teleporter Project, Earth.” He hesitated to say “Rendahl”—he was tired of the reaction. Always in his older brother’s shadow.
“Then you are the person I’m supposed to assist. I’m the daughter of Senator Forbs. I work for GT and I cannot get you a date with my sister.”
Dion smiled. “I don’t want a date with your sister. I think we’ll understand each other real well!”
“5 out of 5 stars” — Amazon.com reviewer D. J., SF King
“… exciting, fast-paced science fiction…” from reviewer on AllScifi.com and AOL SF chat. Cover on Starlog.
Editted by Robin Hathaway, award-winning author of mystery novel The Doctor Dines in Prague.
From Spies by Night:
Something behind him hissed. He took another step, crunched a pine cone, then suddenly glanced over his shoulder.
He saw nothing and he smelled nothing but pine needles.
His pulse jumped and he could feel his heart racing, but since he was an athlete it returned to normal quickly.
Looking carefully around the perimeter of the trees, he stepped away from the cluster of pine debris to an empty patch of grass under a tree. He was deadly silent, arms out, hands open, in a wrestler’s stance; his breathing was soundless. Still he heard nothing, but he looked up at the tree, he quickly took a step out from under it. Gracefully in one fluid motion he did a half-turn but
still saw nothing, not even an Alioth bird.
A high bough of the tree flexed and pine needles shuddered but it might have been the wind. At the roots of the tree, grasses were flattened.
Then the invisible animal launched itself at Dion. The heavy attacker knocked him off his feet on to his back. The beast growled and Dion found himself struggling with something. It wasn’t playing, and it wasn’t an intangible hologram.
Sharp claws dug into the flesh beneath Dion’s neck. The young engineer grunted from the pain and tried to find the creatures’ neck. He was handicapped by the animal’s weight.
The brown-haired GT manager flexed his shoulders in an attempt to roll over and throw the beast off him. It jumped off him and leaped.
“Hold still!” commanded a female voice that was at once firm and controlled.
A tall, blond woman stood there, with graceful bone structure, dressed in silk with an unadorned computer band on her wrist. Her aura of confidence and authority made her look older than her twenty-four years. Her eyes were red-brown.
She also wore a shoulder holster and held a pistol in front of her with both hands. She fired one and only one photon burst. The light hit its collar.
All at once the beast came out of the infra-red projection field. It was a real Indian tiger, in a sporting a harness. But, he did not play or paw as he was supposed to. He leaped. Alyson fired a second time to stun.The tiger was a foot from Dion’s chest, sprang forward two more steps, then collapsed. Suddenly relieved of the weight, Dion sat up.
Alyson asked, “Are you all right?”
“Yes.” He started to stand and winced at the sting from the claw marks. “That animal—?”
“It’s stunned. This is a hunting range and the animals are invisible except by infrared binoculars until you hit their harness. They play but they rarely attack a human. I’m Alyson Dahlia Forbs.”
“I’m Dion, Operations Manager of the GT Teleporter Project, Earth.” He hesitated to say “Rendahl”—he was tired of the reaction. Always in his older brother’s shadow.
“Then you are the person I’m supposed to assist. I’m the daughter of Senator Forbs. I work for GT and I cannot get you a date with my sister.”
Dion smiled. “I don’t want a date with your sister. I think we’ll understand each other real well!”
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