Bringing back an old game - Name the TrekLit Quote

[Defcon]

MMh, has no one any ideas?

O.K., here's a hint: It's a numbered TOS novel.

 

[Defcon]

Next hint:

The Stephen Hawking is a vessel from the 21 Century.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

Across The Universe?

 

[Defcon]

^ Correct.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

Whoa.

Okay, let me try and find something...

"The Pit" proved to be just that, a gigantic sinkhole whose smooth flowstone walls stretched at least three meters above Kirk's head. Human bones littered the bottom of the Pit, suggesting that he and Spock were not the first prisoners to be confined here. Squatting on the floor, his back against the cold calcite wall, Kirk hoped they weren't in it for quite so long a stay.
Armed Exiles, young and feral in appearance, patrolled the top of the Pit, discouraging any attempt at rock climbing. Not much danger of that, Kirk thought. Even if we managed to get out of here and past the guards, how far could we get without our environmental suits?

 

[Trent Roman]

To Reign in Hell by Greg Cox.

Fictitiously yours, Trent Roman

 

[Dancing Doctor]

B-I-N-G-O.

 

[Trent Roman]

^ It helped that you just started a review thread for the self-same book.

My turn:

She rubbed gritty eyes with grimy hands. Too many people had already died, and more were going to die, and she could not control it. Though she put her whole heart into it--though her crew was united in trying to deal with this tragedy--they could not make enough of a difference. Everyone was already worn out. Defeat looked like an option they would have to consider.
She hated feeling so helpless. It was like poison inside her. It reminded her of the time early in her career when she had been locked in a Cardassian prison, listening to the screams of her mentor, Admiral Paris, being tortured while she was powerless to help him. She had never wanted to feel like that again.

Fictitiously yours, Trent Roman

 

[captcalhoun]

Pathways?

 

[BrotherBenny]

Mosaic??

 

[Trent Roman]

Good candidates, but no to both.

Fictitiously yours, Trent Roman

 

[Defcon]

^ It helped that you just started a review thread for the self-same book.

That's why I didn't post my guess, despite thinking it was from that book. I thought it was to obvious.

Is the new quote from Fire Ship?

 

[Smiley]

No Man's Land?

 

[Trent Roman]

Sorry; better luck next time.

Fictitiously yours, Trent Roman

 

[The Nth Doctor]

Fire Ship?

 

[Species7582]

Dark Passions?

 

[Trent Roman]

Fire Ship?

Defcon suggested that one already. Pay attention!

Dark Passions?

No, but I like the way you're thinking.

Fictitiously yours, Trent Roman

 

[Dancing Doctor]

Dark Matters?

 

[The Nth Doctor]

Fire Ship?

Defcon suggested that one already. Pay attention!

Huh, how did I miss that? I saw the post before his and the one after it, but not his.

I'm fresh out of guesses!

 

[Trent Roman]

Dark Matters?

Nope. Since it's been a day, I'll provide a clue; but just for kicks, I'm providing it in the form of another quote (from the same book, obviously):

Lieutenant Torres stood, hands in fists on her hips, and stared around, halfway satisfied. She had a long rip in her red-and-green uniform, and grease of some sort on her arm, but she had the beginnings of an understanding.
It had taken them half an hour and many different types of tricorder scans to discover an access panel. The panel dropped down, using a piece of the mosaic floor to form a ramp to the main control room. The control room governed--as far as she could tell--the giant transportation system. Dim light shone, omnidirectional, from the pale gray ceiling. The underground air was fresh and just edging into cool, and carried almost no scent. Whatever these people used to filter their air, it worked.

Fictitiously yours, Trent Roman