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to bow back. If a person is of a higher rank than you are, you need to go
lower than they did. There are more rules to it than that, but in this case you
want to go pretty deep. What you did earlier, Lewis, when you gave that device
to Judith? That was pretty much a bow between equals. Since you were handing
her an expensive gift at the time, it pretty much meant you were planning to
ask her to get married. That would be a catch too, since she's currently the
heir to a County." She was trying to tease the boy a little, but Ali
smiled hugely and nodded.
    "That's
right. She's really nice too. You'd have to get a title of some kind
first though, and that can take some doing. Right now I'd get with Timon Baker
and see about working into his lunar colony project. That way you'll be on hand
to claim an early title, if there are any."
    It
wasn't a horrible idea, except for the fact that the kid was maybe eight. He
seemed to be taking her seriously though. At least his answer sounded like it.
    "I
have to kill those Ancients first. The ones that killed my parents. When their
kind is wiped out, I can see about other things." There was a dead tone to
the words, as if he might just not actually be a little kid anymore, inside, no
matter what it looked like from the exterior.
    Tiera
looked at him, debating what to say. Finally she just went with the truth.
    "Not
all of the Ancients are bad people. Brown of Austra isn't bad, for
instance."
    The
boy looked back at her, his expression clearly saying she was a moron of the
highest caliber.
    "He's
a Revered One, not an Ancient. They're different . Ancients are evil.
Revered Ones help you."
    It
seemed a funny way to split the difference, but she wasn't going to argue the
point with him. For all she knew everyone in Austra just agreed with him. Could
she blame them? The Others had stepped right over into the realm of evil a
while ago and she didn't think they could ever come back from it. In fact, she
knew it. She was going to kill them all. If Lewis and these others didn't get
to them first.
    She
went on, ignoring the potential insult. The boy didn't know that she was an
Ancient too, after all. Or that Kolb was.
    "This
is Alyssa Baker. Conserina Four, Derring. She's Tor's wife." She was about
to explain that, when one of the other kids rounded on them, his eyes going
wide.
    " The Tor? From the dimensional play?"
    Tiera
didn't really know about that, but Ali nodded. It was a thing, it seemed.
    "That's
him."
    Then,
almost as if to distract them, Kolb flew off, toward the range. They didn't go
really fast, but three miles was still only about a minute away, even at half
speed. When they got into place, Kolb grabbed one of the softly rounded
styluses, and pointed it down range.
    He
didn't need to be told how to make it work, just rocking the central stone
target with it, then moving to the side and barely thwaping one of the wooden
targets, making a rewarding thump and not much else, except some rocking. Then
he waved the others back and aimed at the target in the field next to them,
making the weapon go up and down in power. After that, rather meanly, he turned
and pointed at Karen with his index finger.
    "Shield
up?"
    She
tapped the front of her shirt, "I'm set." She was too. It was pretty
clear she expected the weapon to either not do anything, or to rock her back
hard, but she blinked and after a bit tried to touch her other hand.
    "Um,
my shield's off." She slapped it again, touched herself to show it was on
and Kolb turned it off again.
    The
only thing left of course, was for him to demonstrate removing a field from an
amulet. She sighed as he simply took one of the tiles that she'd made that
morning and melted it, right there in front of everyone. Farlo got the idea
first, taking one of the other white weapons out and closing her eyes, which
got the rest of the builders to do the same thing.
    Mark
whistled, then pointed the thing down range and ran it through its paces
himself.
    It
was cute,