All 50 Uses
queue
in
Hyperion
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- Sol grabbed the man's long hair-which was conveniently tied in a queue-and flung him aside.†
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- "A queue," I said.†
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- My guy and the queue.†
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- A man with a queue-possibly a Lusian-showed up and took over the conversation.†
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- Johnny and Queue left together.†
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- Sometime after that, Johnny farcast to TC2 and then farcast from there with one other person-possibly Queue or the Templar-to Madhya where someone tried to kill him.†
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- I said, "Did one of the men wear a queue?"†
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- A man with a queue was the third through after Johnny.†
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- Queue was careful in the Old Settlers" Museum, keeping Johnny in sight but checking his own back as well.†
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- Now I was wearing basic tourist garb and my imager was one of a dozen in action when Queue hurried to take his place three rows behind Johnny.†
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- Johnny and I had discussed various clever and infinitely subtle ways to trail Queue if he showed up, to follow him to his lair and spend weeks if necessary deducing his game.†
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- The omnibus had dumped us out near the Muir Museum and people were milling around on the plaza, torn between spending ten marks for a ticket to educate themselves or going straight for the gift shop, when I walked up to Queue, gripped him by the upper arm, and said in conversational tones, "Hi.†
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- If I'd helped confirm the first part of that, Queue went a long way toward reinforcing the second prejudice.†
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- Queue was running.†
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- On full dispersal, I could give half the tourists in the plaza a miserable headache but Queue was already too far away to bring down.†
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- Queue had reached the museum entrance and now he looked back at me; the knife was still in his hand.†
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- Queue vaulted a turnstile and shoved tourists aside to get through the doors.†
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- A uniformed guard near the tour portal saw the confusion as Queue cut through and stepped forward to intercept the rude intruder.†
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- Even from fifteen meters away I could see the shock and disbelief on the old guard's face as he staggered backward, the hilt of Queue's long knife protruding from his chest.†
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- I saw Queue shove a Templar guide aside and throw himself through the glowing portal.†
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- Queue was halfway to the other farcaster, cutting through elaborate flower beds and kicking aside bonsai topiary.†
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- I recognized the world of Fuji and careened down the hillside, clambering uphill again through the flower beds, following the trail of destruction Queue had left.†
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- Queue looked back, shoved past a gawking tour group, and stepped through the farcast portal.†
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- Queue no longer had his knife but I didn't know what other toys he carried.†
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- Queue had climbed the NO ACCESS gate and was halfway across the catwalk.†
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- Queue seemed to stumble a half step but then made the last ten meters to the portal and dived through.†
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- It was a shame that Queue was a Lushan also; if he'd been Web-standard in physique, there would have been no contest if I caught him here.†
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- Queue was fifty meters down the trail and looking back over his shoulder.†
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- I could hear Queue's panting as I closed on him.†
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- Queue was thirty meters short of the exit portal when he turned, dropped to one knee, and aimed an energy pistol.†
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- I could see Queue looking for me from within the lighted pathway, but the blizzard dimness worked in my favor now as I threw myself through drifts in his direction.†
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- Queue forced his head, shoulders, and right arm through the field wall, squinting in the barrage of icy particles which coated his cheeks and brow in an instant.†
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- Queue let the energy pistol tumble into the snow and fell back through the containment field.†
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- Queue ran the last five yards to the exit portal with his right arm dangling as if broken.†
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- The exit portal lay only fifteen meters away down a staircase but I saw at once that Queue had run the other way, along the main trail, toward a cluster of huts and concession stands near the edge of the isle.†
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- Why was Queue running toward the cluster of people there?†
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- If Queue reached one of those...I broke into a full sprint, catching the other Lusian a few meters short of the hawking mat area and tackling him just below the knees.†
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- Queue twisted free and jumped to his feet, falling into an arms-out, fingers-splayed oriental fighting stance.†
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- Queue got the first blow in, feinting a straight-fingered jab with his left hand and coming up and around with a swinging kick instead.†
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- Queue danced backward.†
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- Queue danced back, whirled, and unleashed a left-footed kick.†
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- Queue jumped up.†
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- I lifted Johnny's would-be assassin by his queue, dragged him to the edge of the isle, and dipped his face in the water until he came to.†
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- Queue stared up at me with a glazed glare.†
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- The electrical nimbus seemed to surround Queue's entire body at once.†
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- Queue opened his mouth to scream and I could see the blue within like a poorly done holo special effect.†
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- Queue was burning now, the orange-red flames superseding the blue glow.†
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- I told him what had happened to Queue.†
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- Like the man with the queue.†
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- Queue...†
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Definitions:
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(1)
(queue as in: in the queue) a line of people waiting for something; or anything (such as computer tasks) that are lined up to be handled in orderQueue, in the sense of a line of people is more often used in Great Britain than in the United States.
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(2)
(meaning too rare to warrant focus) Much more rarely, queue can refer to a pigtail (a braid of hair worn hanging at the back) as in "At that time in history, the Manchus forced the Han Chinese to adopt the Manchu queue hairstyle."