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Authors: Jeanne Foguth
friend or foe?
His entire body began to feel stiff and cold, but he stayed still, watching.
Abruptly, the small one let go of the other's face, then with a swift, fluid movement stood upright, raised her hand in friendship and said, "Greetings."
Assuming it was her word for salutation; Cameron bowed with the respect due an injured child and responded in kind.
Unexpectedly, the taller one stood, then bowed deeply to him. She pointed to her chest. "I am Captain Tem-aki Atano," then she pointed to the small one, "and this is GEA-4." She gestured to the shorter one. "I am looking for my brother, Colonel Larwin Atano, can you direct me to him?"
Cameron blinked in confusion and looked from the possible demon to the possible angel, wondering what to do and what had been said, after what was obviously an introduction.
Saphera nudged him.
Belatedly, he remembered his manners and introduced himself and Saphera, then, deciding it was wise to give them the benefit of the doubt, with a great deal of pantomiming, he invited them to his frigate to share a meal.
When he was halfway back to his dory, it occurred to him that ones who healed by fiddling with nearly invisible hairs at the skull might not survive on the same things he did. But, by then, it was too late to back out on his offer, so Cameron continued forward.
Captaintemakiatano lagged behind when their path went by an octagonal-shaped rock, which his faction believed to be the birthing pod for a young dragon. He paused and watched her move the black box over it, as she had over the smaller one. Was she checking the dragon's health?
Had she come because a dragon was ready to return to their needy island?
If so, that would explain why she had brought the staff of power.
Hope bloomed in his soul.
Chapter 5
Tem-aki's fingernails dug into the craft's golden sides, as she held on for dear life. With each stroke, the tiny craft moved forward, the front point dipped down, so water sloshed over GEA-4's bedraggled form, as she perched in the small bow. Tem-aki looked over her shoulder at Cameron, whose back was toward their destination and wondered if she should bring his attention to the problem.
But how could she ask him if it was safe to have GEA-4 sit there?
Would GEA-4's weight sink them before they got to the big boat?
Seated on the bottom, in the middle, and getting damper with each stroke, Tem-aki's stomach cramped against the flimsy little boat's unsteady motion, and her fingers dug deeper into the fragile reed sides. She shut her eyes tight so she didn't need to look at all the water surrounding her.
What had she been thinking, when she allowed a man wearing a long, flowing dress to talk her into getting into this unstable thing?
And, had she understood him properly, when he pointed to the other boat and explained that was where there was food?
How would she possibly be able to eat anything if the other vessel also felt like it would flip over at any moment?
Cameron knelt in the stern and hummed a cheerful-sounding tune as he propelled the unsteady thing backward.
Hearing a big splash, Tem-aki risked a peek, to make sure that GEA-4 had not fallen in, but the 'droid was fine and to her surprise, the big furry animal was swimming next to their craft. For some reason, she had thought it would stay on the safe solidity of the rocks.
Obviously, she had been incorrect.
She glanced forward and was surprised to see that their destination was much larger than she had expected. In fact, it looked like it was at least two stories tall. She frowned and wondered why anyone would float a building. Then she remembered all the odd roundish things on Kalamar, which she had determined were homes and shops, so perhaps if a world had water, having buildings float was common.
The good news – or perhaps it was the bad news – was that their destination did not resemble anything she had observed on Kalamar. So wherever she was probably was not in that quadrant. Now that she
His entire body began to feel stiff and cold, but he stayed still, watching.
Abruptly, the small one let go of the other's face, then with a swift, fluid movement stood upright, raised her hand in friendship and said, "Greetings."
Assuming it was her word for salutation; Cameron bowed with the respect due an injured child and responded in kind.
Unexpectedly, the taller one stood, then bowed deeply to him. She pointed to her chest. "I am Captain Tem-aki Atano," then she pointed to the small one, "and this is GEA-4." She gestured to the shorter one. "I am looking for my brother, Colonel Larwin Atano, can you direct me to him?"
Cameron blinked in confusion and looked from the possible demon to the possible angel, wondering what to do and what had been said, after what was obviously an introduction.
Saphera nudged him.
Belatedly, he remembered his manners and introduced himself and Saphera, then, deciding it was wise to give them the benefit of the doubt, with a great deal of pantomiming, he invited them to his frigate to share a meal.
When he was halfway back to his dory, it occurred to him that ones who healed by fiddling with nearly invisible hairs at the skull might not survive on the same things he did. But, by then, it was too late to back out on his offer, so Cameron continued forward.
Captaintemakiatano lagged behind when their path went by an octagonal-shaped rock, which his faction believed to be the birthing pod for a young dragon. He paused and watched her move the black box over it, as she had over the smaller one. Was she checking the dragon's health?
Had she come because a dragon was ready to return to their needy island?
If so, that would explain why she had brought the staff of power.
Hope bloomed in his soul.
Chapter 5
Tem-aki's fingernails dug into the craft's golden sides, as she held on for dear life. With each stroke, the tiny craft moved forward, the front point dipped down, so water sloshed over GEA-4's bedraggled form, as she perched in the small bow. Tem-aki looked over her shoulder at Cameron, whose back was toward their destination and wondered if she should bring his attention to the problem.
But how could she ask him if it was safe to have GEA-4 sit there?
Would GEA-4's weight sink them before they got to the big boat?
Seated on the bottom, in the middle, and getting damper with each stroke, Tem-aki's stomach cramped against the flimsy little boat's unsteady motion, and her fingers dug deeper into the fragile reed sides. She shut her eyes tight so she didn't need to look at all the water surrounding her.
What had she been thinking, when she allowed a man wearing a long, flowing dress to talk her into getting into this unstable thing?
And, had she understood him properly, when he pointed to the other boat and explained that was where there was food?
How would she possibly be able to eat anything if the other vessel also felt like it would flip over at any moment?
Cameron knelt in the stern and hummed a cheerful-sounding tune as he propelled the unsteady thing backward.
Hearing a big splash, Tem-aki risked a peek, to make sure that GEA-4 had not fallen in, but the 'droid was fine and to her surprise, the big furry animal was swimming next to their craft. For some reason, she had thought it would stay on the safe solidity of the rocks.
Obviously, she had been incorrect.
She glanced forward and was surprised to see that their destination was much larger than she had expected. In fact, it looked like it was at least two stories tall. She frowned and wondered why anyone would float a building. Then she remembered all the odd roundish things on Kalamar, which she had determined were homes and shops, so perhaps if a world had water, having buildings float was common.
The good news – or perhaps it was the bad news – was that their destination did not resemble anything she had observed on Kalamar. So wherever she was probably was not in that quadrant. Now that she
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