above the planet.” “Really?” “Why do you say it like that?” “I would think you’d be the last one chosen for that duty.” Jason leaned back in his chair and stared at her for a moment. He leaned forward and began eating is meal, “Why?” “Because you’re always ready to pick a fight. I would think that would be the last thing we’d want to do at this moment.” “We could have taken them.” “Are you so sure about that?” “The Sentinels would have ensured we’d win.” “So, you’re saying the Sentinels could take them.” “We probably could as well.” “And what price would we have to pay if we used the Sentinels?” “What makes you think there would be a price?” “You need look no further than the Fellowship. However, I’m sure there was a reason you were chosen.” “You’re making me feel soooo much better about this.” Samantha laughed, “I’m taking your place on the bridge.” “WHAT?” “Yeah, I know. I’m not exactly the aggressive sort.” “You wouldn’t think that by the way you just came at me.” Samantha tilted her head and after a moment, smiled, “Maybe I am more aggressive than I thought.” Jason saw the Lieutenant motion to him and he picked up his tray, “Good luck. You have a good team working with you. If you have any questions, Audrey is the one to go to.” Samantha stared at him and shook her head, “Thanks. That was nice of you.” Jason sighed and walked away. He said over his shoulder, “I’m really not that bad.” He emptied his tray and walked over to his Pod. “She’s all tuned up and ready to go, Captain.” “Thanks. I’ll check back in later.” “Be safe.” “You know I will.” Jason climbed into the cockpit and saw the systems were already activated. “It’s been a long time Astro.” “Indeed it has. It’s good to see you again.” “Let’s go out and introduce ourselves to our Silver Guest.” “You don’t appear to like this.” “How would you like to try rolling on the ground?” “I don’t have wheels. That could prove to be problematic.” “Just like me being an emissary. I’m not built for it.” “You can change, I can’t grow wheels.” “We’ll see. Let’s go.” • • • The Pod left the landing bay and accelerated toward the Silver Ship hanging in orbit. As he moved closer he thought, “Just how am I supposed to communicate with it?” “Just focus your thoughts and think them clearly.” “Whoa! Did you just read my mind?” “No, I heard what you were thinking.” “What’s the difference?” “If I read your mind, I’d see the things in your mind that you aren’t thinking about.” “Now I know this is a bad idea.” “Do you say that because you don’t want to be here?” “So you can see that?” “Obviously.” “I’m sorry but I’m just not cut out for politics,” “Do you see your function here as political?” “Isn’t it?” “Actually, politics as you know it would fail miserably because I can see what you’re actually thinking and could ignore what you’re saying. Your task here is far from political.” “Then what is my task?” “I believe you were sent here so I can get an idea about what your species is all about.” “Then I’m the worst choice. I’m a fighter; I’ve never been described as a peacemaker.” “Perhaps that is something I should see.” The Silver Ship paused and said, “You should know that it was your thoughts that we initially saw that made us decide to make you leave.” “WHAT?” “We initially thought that you were the leader on your ship.” “Why would you think that?” “Because your chair was higher than your commander’s. We assumed you were in command. It was only after we began communicating that we learned who was in command.” “What was it about my mind that you didn’t like?” “You wanted a war.” Jason was silent and the Silver Ship said