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building, we'll need a lot more. The capacitor and conversion systems are large enough to triple the area of panels, which will do until you lot start hiring people."
Garit nodded. "Q? Want a job? Head Researcher of the Multiverse or some such?"
"Umm. Hmm. I suppose I ought to finally settle down to a job, instead of volunteering all over the place."
Xen grinned. "But it means you'll have to stop stealing things. I'd hate to have an internal scandal before we've even got an internal to have it in. These are library books, young woman!"
"And I bought the solar stuff with, umm, the Internal Revenue's money. I was sort of acting under the auspices of the King. At any rate Rufi asked me to do anything that needed doing, so?" she shrugged.
"Are we really going to be cops?" Garit opened two history books, then reached for a third. "Or are we just going to stop wars?"
"We keep saying cops but it's peacekeepers we really mean, isn't it. Do we need a criminal division? There's no such thing as an interdimensional criminal."
Chapter Nine
Summer 1398
Black Island, Comet Fall
Falchion couldn't stand another minute in the company of the witches and their griping.
Epee and Gauntlet about their huge sizes.
Jade griping about Rior.
Smokey and Sunset griping about how they weren't getting anywhere toward freeing Frost and Dawn.
Teri hissing about how Dagger would betray them, and rubbing her disloyalty into Jade's teeth gritting fury.
Falchion picked up her supper and walked away. "I'm going to the beach for some peace and quiet." Listening to the surf was much better, and she nibbled at the food, her stomach having lost the battle for body space a month ago.
Arrow showed up first. "It's all right to get snippy. I understand how you could be worried, after seeing the problems I had."
"Go away Arrow, I don't want your horror stories."
"Look, I'm sure you'll be all right, even though you're probably a year younger than I was when . . ."
"Arg!" Falchion shoved herself to her feet and walked off. She circled around to the little cluster of houses and slipped into Teri and Jade's house. Where they put the things they don't want us to know about. She looked around. That was the corridor to Karista, that one was to that colony in Asia . . . she spotted a new corridor, low on one wall, and glancing back to be sure no one was watching, stooped and crawled through it.
She hastily wrapped the mega reflecting surfaces spell Rior had taught them around herself, but between the two foot high grass and her crawling exit, no one would have seen her anyway. But a glance over the brittle winter killed grass showed that no one was there but a bunch of shaggy horses. A scruffy old dun draft horse walked over and wuffed at her.
"Ugg. Even the animals won't leave me alone."
The horse snorted and wandered off. The rest of the horses were fine looking animals. She sighed and wished she had more real life experience. Being raised in a speed bubble was the pits. The only horses on the island were a couple of mean ponies that they occasionally caught and tried to ride.
Curious about where she'd landed, she walked up the hill.
Froze, then slowly crouched down. I think I've found that corridor Teri mentioned. The one to the Crossroads. Because that sure looks like a gate.
She stood up and lowered her mental shields enough to see the gates clearly. The gates were all down a bit from the crests of the hills, a mile or so between each one. She glared invisibly at the soldiers guarding it, and walked off to where she could sit and meditate and look at it with her inner eye. She bent over suddenly at the cramp . . . No. The contraction. It passed and she took several breaths, walked around, walked through the gate, and looked around the far side. Trees, not much underbrush. She stopped for another contraction, then walked back through the gate.
Once she was out of sight in the tall grass she sat down and meditated. No way was she going home
Garit nodded. "Q? Want a job? Head Researcher of the Multiverse or some such?"
"Umm. Hmm. I suppose I ought to finally settle down to a job, instead of volunteering all over the place."
Xen grinned. "But it means you'll have to stop stealing things. I'd hate to have an internal scandal before we've even got an internal to have it in. These are library books, young woman!"
"And I bought the solar stuff with, umm, the Internal Revenue's money. I was sort of acting under the auspices of the King. At any rate Rufi asked me to do anything that needed doing, so?" she shrugged.
"Are we really going to be cops?" Garit opened two history books, then reached for a third. "Or are we just going to stop wars?"
"We keep saying cops but it's peacekeepers we really mean, isn't it. Do we need a criminal division? There's no such thing as an interdimensional criminal."
Chapter Nine
Summer 1398
Black Island, Comet Fall
Falchion couldn't stand another minute in the company of the witches and their griping.
Epee and Gauntlet about their huge sizes.
Jade griping about Rior.
Smokey and Sunset griping about how they weren't getting anywhere toward freeing Frost and Dawn.
Teri hissing about how Dagger would betray them, and rubbing her disloyalty into Jade's teeth gritting fury.
Falchion picked up her supper and walked away. "I'm going to the beach for some peace and quiet." Listening to the surf was much better, and she nibbled at the food, her stomach having lost the battle for body space a month ago.
Arrow showed up first. "It's all right to get snippy. I understand how you could be worried, after seeing the problems I had."
"Go away Arrow, I don't want your horror stories."
"Look, I'm sure you'll be all right, even though you're probably a year younger than I was when . . ."
"Arg!" Falchion shoved herself to her feet and walked off. She circled around to the little cluster of houses and slipped into Teri and Jade's house. Where they put the things they don't want us to know about. She looked around. That was the corridor to Karista, that one was to that colony in Asia . . . she spotted a new corridor, low on one wall, and glancing back to be sure no one was watching, stooped and crawled through it.
She hastily wrapped the mega reflecting surfaces spell Rior had taught them around herself, but between the two foot high grass and her crawling exit, no one would have seen her anyway. But a glance over the brittle winter killed grass showed that no one was there but a bunch of shaggy horses. A scruffy old dun draft horse walked over and wuffed at her.
"Ugg. Even the animals won't leave me alone."
The horse snorted and wandered off. The rest of the horses were fine looking animals. She sighed and wished she had more real life experience. Being raised in a speed bubble was the pits. The only horses on the island were a couple of mean ponies that they occasionally caught and tried to ride.
Curious about where she'd landed, she walked up the hill.
Froze, then slowly crouched down. I think I've found that corridor Teri mentioned. The one to the Crossroads. Because that sure looks like a gate.
She stood up and lowered her mental shields enough to see the gates clearly. The gates were all down a bit from the crests of the hills, a mile or so between each one. She glared invisibly at the soldiers guarding it, and walked off to where she could sit and meditate and look at it with her inner eye. She bent over suddenly at the cramp . . . No. The contraction. It passed and she took several breaths, walked around, walked through the gate, and looked around the far side. Trees, not much underbrush. She stopped for another contraction, then walked back through the gate.
Once she was out of sight in the tall grass she sat down and meditated. No way was she going home
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