Favorite Moments So Far?

Phalanx wrote:1) "Goodbye Citizen Chairman"
2) The enlisted crewman in Honor Among Enemies, when he finds out their commander officer. "We're all gonna die". I feel like that is the Honorverse's version of "Game Over Man.Game Over.".
3) Fanatic. All of it.
4)"Admiral Yanakov to all Grayson Units..."(from Echoes of Honor).
5) When Honor takes Flag Command during SVW.
6) When Filareta realized just how screwed she was

Eagleeye wrote:

Phalanx wrote:1) "Goodbye Citizen Chairman"
2) The enlisted crewman in Honor Among Enemies, when he finds out their commander officer. "We're all gonna die". I feel like that is the Honorverse's version of "Game Over Man.Game Over.".
3) Fanatic. All of it.
4)"Admiral Yanakov to all Grayson Units..."(from Echoes of Honor).
5) When Honor takes Flag Command during SVW.
6) When Filareta realized just how screwed she was

Minor nit: Filareta was a male ...

I like especially the emotional scenes through all the books - regardless the source of the emotion. So I read regularely through Honors return to Sphinx after Oyster Bay as well as through her return from the dead at the end of EoH and the start of AoV. Or the reunification of Helen Zilwicki and Paulo d'Arezzo. Or Honors marriage scene. Or the scene where she gets the message of Paul Tankersleys killing ... whatever. I take it you get the picture

saber964 wrote:
I like the scene just after that in the lift car. When Honor tells Haumptman screw with my parents and your a deadman.

At All Costs Ch. 25 wrote:"I want to know who leaked this, and I want to know yesterday."

Dr. Franz Illescue's voice was flat, almost calm, with a lack of emphasis and exclamation points which rang alarm bells in every member of the Briarwood Reproduction Center's senior staff.

"But, Doctor," Julia Isher, Briarwood's business manager, said cautiously, "so far, we don't really have any evidence it was one of our people who was responsible."

"Don't be stupid, Julia. And let's not pretend I am, either," Illescue said in that same almost-calm tone, and Isher winced.

Franz Illescue could be an unmitigated pain in the ass, and despite the very nearly half century he'd spent getting the worst of his natural aristocratic arrogance knocked out of him, there would always be that core of implicit superiority. That unassailable knowledge that he was, by the inevitable process of birth and the natural working of the universe, inherently better than anyone around him. Despite that, however—or possibly even because of it—he was normally very careful to observe the rules of courtesy with the "little people" with whom he came into contact. On the rare occasions when he wasn't, it was a very, very bad sign, indeed.

"One of 'our people,' as you put it, most definitely was responsible," he continued after a heartbeat or two. "Whether someone deliberately sold the information to this . . . this . . . individual Hayes or not, that information had to come from someone inside the Center. Someone with access to our confidential records. Someone who, if he or she didn't deliberately sell the information was still criminally—and I use the adverb advisedly, in light of our confidentiality agreements with our patients—negligent. Someone who either gossiped about it where he or she shouldn't have or allowed someone else unauthorized access. In either case, I want his—or her—ass. I want it broiled, on a silver platter, with a nice side of fried potatoes, and I intend to see to it that whoever it was never works in this field—or any other branch of the medical profession—in the Star Kingdom again."

At All Costs Ch. 43 wrote:"Admiral Hemphill and I haven't always been on the same page," she began, and Hemphill actually chuckled.

"You might say that, Your Grace," she said, "if you're given to understatement. I seem to recall a rather passionate debriefing you gave the Weapons Development Board after that little affair in Basilisk."

"I was younger then, Admiral," Honor said almost demurely. "And I was mildly irritated, at the time."

"And rightly so," Hemphill said with a nod. She shook her head. "I don't believe I've ever had the opportunity to actually tell you this, Your Grace, but I always envisioned Fearless as a testbed. I never expected her to be committed to combat, especially not totally unsupported. The fact that you managed to win was an impressive testimony to your tactical ability. And the fact that you were—'mildly irritated,' I believe you said—was certainly understandable. Besides," she chuckled again, "having watched your track record over the last few years, I'm inclined to doubt you've mellowed all that much since."

"Not mellowed," Honor said with another smile. "Just gained a greater sense of . . . diplomacy."

This time Caparelli and Givens joined Hemphill's laughter, and Caparelli tipped his chair back.