Ghosting the Hero

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Authors: Viola Grace
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them. “Of course. So, you wake up just in time to take the controls?”
    She settled into the nav station. “Go and take a nap.”
    He chuckled. “I can’t. Teemya is in my bunk and Simry is in yours.”
    He opened the com and got the landing access for the ship. “What will you do when she is gone?”
    Simry knew what he meant. “She will begin her life and I will resume mine...as your partner if you will still have me.”
    He stared at her. “Of course I want you.”
    She raised her brows and colour stained his cheeks.
    “Did I say that out loud?”
    Simry chuckled. “You did. Frankly, I am glad you went first.”
    He smiled brightly. “First?”
    “Yes. I will confess presently, but let’s get my little sister off the shuttle before I answer the challenge in your eyes.”
    He grinned in delight and focused on bringing the shuttle safely to the surface. She sipped her tea, and he steered them down into the landing pad of one of the most dangerous and educational institutions in the sector.
    They settled, and Simry got up to wake Teemya with a gentle shake.
    “We have arrived, Recruiter. It is time for you to return to your people and, from there, back into the wide universe.”
    “Thank you for the retrieval, Simry. You have no idea how much delight I felt when I saw you and your sister approaching the shuttle.”
    “I am glad. It would not have been there for you if you had not been there for me.”
    Teemya hugged her and sighed. “I will miss my ship though. Is there any chance it can be retrieved?”
    “That is outside my purview. I will put the request in.” She winked. “Now, I have to wake my sister. It might be some time before I see her, so I have to make it good.”
    Teemya nodded and headed for the lav.
    Simry tiptoed into the next room and sat on the edge of the bed. Her sister looked like a sleeping saint.
    Simry took the tail of Minel’s braid, and she tickled her sleeping sister’s lips with it. Minel exhaled hard. Grinning, Simry brushed her sister’s nose with the silky brush of hair. Minel batted at her nose.
    Three more minutes of watching Minel beat herself in the face was enough of a smiling memory for Simry. With a sigh, she drew her fingers across Minel’s forehead. “Time to wake up. You are on Thoola.”
    Minel blinked and winced. “What happened to my face?”
    “Must have had a nightmare.” Simry rolled the braid between her fingers.
    “You didn’t...”
    “I did. I needed something to remember you by when you are studying.”
    Minel sat up and rubbed her face. “The memory of you torturing me?”
    “A big sister has to find her joys where she can. Come on. We are at the school.”
    “Will they have breakfast?”
    Simry chuckled. “They will.”
    Simry walked her sister to the door of the shuttle where Teemya and N’kad waited.
    The door opened, and the welcoming committee from the school was waiting to do the authorization and registration.
    The welcome was warm, and Simry could see that her sister was in good hands, just as she had been.
    They had a meal in the pavilion in the courtyard, as N’kad was not the right gender to enter the school.
    He did a flight demonstration for the graduating students who were serving lunch to the two Guardsmen and the new recruit.
    Simry watched him gracefully arc through the sky, and she sighed at the beauty of the light and power that carried him aloft.
    Minel whispered, “You haven’t seen him before.”
    “Not like this. I have only known him for two weeks. Three if you count the first mission.”
    “You met him on a mission? Wasn’t he using his talent then?”
    Simry pursed her lips and tilted her head. “Not so much. He was the victim of foul play.”
    “Oh. You saved him?”
    “No. I just kept him occupied until his rescuers could arrive.”
    Minel smiled slowly. “I think it was more than that. I am going to ask him.”
    “I do not know how he would respond to that. I do not think that it is his favourite

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