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clever, and meant they understood a lot
more than she would have guessed.
    She
couldn't talk to her friends though, since the sound would carry through the
water, and possibly be heard above them. In space you couldn't talk at all,
since there was vacuum between people all the time. That gave her an idea for
her build at least. It wasn't actually that simple of a project either,
but she thought she could do it. Maybe.
    She
held a little tile in her hand and let her mind go very deep, with her eyes
closed. It was simple enough, really, once she had the right pattern in mind.
Then she simply had to hold it until it took. There was no sigil on the tile.
Not yet. She couldn't make them glow like Tor did, either. The others could be
etched though, if it worked.
    Just
as morning broke, she finished the project and managed to make some copies of
the thing, which would be needed to demonstrate that it worked. If it did. She
was hopeful, because it really was a good idea.
    Speaking,
she started to try and sit up, the boys still managing to keep her in place,
helpfully.
    "I
think it's time to get up. Did you get any sleep?" She made that sound
cheery enough that she got a response, from one of them.
    She
couldn't tell which.
    "Yes,
thank you. Should we wait longer? I don't want to get there too early, and
lose."
    She
thought about it, but the sun looked pretty bright already. It didn't feel
right though, so she waited herself, and checked trying to find the right
fields.
    Then,
after a few minutes she spoke softly.
    "Good
call. That's a magic light, not the sun. Cheaters." Tiera didn't really
mean it though. That was totally within the rules. Luckily no one noticed that
they were hiding and a second bright light, the real sun, came up about an hour
and a half later, they did wait for it to be all the way up though.
    When
she spoke, whispering to her people still, she said something that sounded
overly cautious to her as well, but felt right, if that made any sense at all.
    "Fly
straight up, to about a thousand feet, spread out a little in case this is a
trap. I know that it shouldn't be, but... Well, it's what I would have
done."
    One
of the little boys, the one that seemed to do all the talking, spoke gently.
    "On
three, then?" His accent was a little thick and clipped, but perfectly
understandable to her. "One, two..."
    When
the last word came they darted up, only to find themselves pursued by a half
dozen people almost instantly.
    Tiera
chuckled.
    Then
she simply flew away.

Chapter
two
     
     
     
     
     
    Her
two buddies weren't brilliant flyers, but she did pretty well, having spent
years doing it, and even working with people on how to fight that way. The
thing there however, was that the kids didn't run away, and when the six people
from the fighters section hemmed her in, the boys used their shields to ram the
others, so that she could escape. It wasn't elegant, but it worked, and a few
minutes later they managed to get away clean. Then, since it wasn't an actual
battle, they went back, but she had her weapon out, ready to take down anyone,
if they were too silly to let them win.
    It
was Kolb that called a halt to the whole thing, clapping his hands and smiling
as if he were truly happy to be there. That was rare for him. Normally, after
any kind of an exercise, he was a little dour. Most people didn't meet his
expectations after all, especially in fighting. It was his life.
    "Not
too shabby. Not from anyone . We'll go over what was done in a bit, but
first I think that Sam Builder and Tiera Baker were going to show us what they
built?" He didn't sneer then, but did give her a funny look, as if he were
afraid she might well be embarrassed by her failure. She noticed that Sam
wasn't getting that treatment at all. Then, he was one of the Lairdgren Group
and she was just... Her. It made sense, when put in that light, didn't it?
    Sam
just walked forward, took a single little focus stone tile out, which was
nearly identical to her