"I did, did I?Well, thank you, Guild Master."
"Donalla says a lot of memory is association.The more-"
"And thank you not for discussing me with Donalla!"Killa wasn't certain why that made her so mad, but it did. "I'm not inactive yet, by a long twig, Lars Dahl.And I don't need hypnosis to remember!"
"You proved that conclusively today," he said in the mild tone he used whenever he wished to defuse her anger.
"Now stop manipulating me, will you?"
"I'm not, Sunny."There was a genuine note of surprise in his voice.In one lithe movement, he slipped from the recliner to her chair and embraced her.She kept herself rigid, refusing to relax and let him think he had cajoled her into a better humor.
"I also had to get someone else in the office or I'd've kicked Rudney out," he went on."Wasn't he the pompous ass!"
Killa did relax a bit then, glowering and still suspicious."Asshole, you mean.Though she wasn't as bad.Why would she put up with him?"
"Why do you put up with me?"And Lars flashed a smile at her.
"Then why did you give them the crystal?"
"Ah yes."Nudging his hip against her to make her give him some room, he slid his arm about her."Well, I received an urgent burst requesting assistance from Archaeological and Exploratory.Seems our Jewel Junk is exceedingly important."
"Then why do they entrust it to a dork like Saplinson-Trill?"
"Because, despite his manner, he's tops in his field."
"Which is?"
"Planetary mechanics.His is not the first group to try to solve the mystery of our opalescent junk, but he's had far more demonstrable success than any other.And Ballybran crystal is very important to the success of the next phase of their investigations.Or so A and E seems to think."
"Why didn't A and E pay for the crystal?"
"Too many slices out of their budget already."
"Then who's paying for a singer to install 'em?"
Lars cleared his throat."The Guild was asked to absorb the cost."
She hauled herself about to face him, scowling.He pinched her lips shut.
"Oh, don't worry," he said."The Guild got concessions I've been trying to wangle for the last three years."
"Such as?"
"Permission to publicize the employment opportunities of the Guild…"
"What?"That was an exceptional concession.
Lars grinned smugly."And the Guild is being allowed to actively recruit specialists on nineteen human planets."
"That must be a first!"
"In living memory."
"So, they've finally realized how important Ballybran crystal is."
"I'd say that's a fair comment."He stretched languorously beside her, arching his back, before he cocked his free arm to cushion his head."A good day all totaled."
"Who's the new dork at the desk?" she asked after a moment.
"Oh."The frown returned."Him.Well, he's a spare pair of hands, and he'll be more useful when he becomes accustomed to the filing codes."
"I'd hazard the guess," she said after a long pause, "that you also can't afford to annoy the Council and A and E by sending an incompetent singer to set those crystals."
"I'm not letting you go, Sunny," he said sternly.
"Who else can you send?" she asked reasonably."I'm the only one qualified, and you can't afford to have the installation messed up, can you?"
Lars gave her a long searching look and then sighed."You're right there.Much is at stake."
Just as he gathered her closer, she caught a fleeting expression on his face that might have been satisfaction.She didn't have time, then, to sift the matter through, because he distracted her thoroughly.
Being aboard the Brendan/Boira 1066 was a mixed pleasure, since Killashandra had to share the ship's good company with Rudney and Klera.Fortunately, the two scientists had brought reports with them to study, and they spent most of their time in their cabin, or using Brendan's powerful and complex computer banks.
"They did the same thing on the way out," Boira told Killa.
"The tedium was palpable," Brendan added, in the exact affected tone Rudney used.
Killa and Boira smothered laughs.Killa had taken to Boira the moment she had seen the 1066 brawn.Not that Boira could be described as brawny: she was of medium height, and her figure was compact.She was very attractive, smooth-skinned and with the symmetry provided by reconstruction; her eyes were dark, and her dark hair was kept at shoulder length.She moved with an odd grace that Killa suspected was also due to the accident that had left Brendan unpartnered during the singers' first expedition to Opal.Best of all, Boira had the same quick wit and ready humor that had made Brendan such a good travel companion.
"Do be careful, Bren," Boira murmured."You'll set me off again.Bren had me in kinks," she told Killashandra."It got to be embarrassing, because every time they ventured out of their cabin, they'd say something that Bren had lampooned and I'd dissolve-in a coughing fit, of course.Wouldn't do to laugh in their faces!"
"Then it isn't just me," Killa said, grinning broadly.
"Oh, no," Boira assured her."It's them!The only time they acted human at all was during decomposition."
"Then they were very human," Bren said caustically."Had to circulate and clean the air nine times."
"D'you still have the radiant-fluid tub on board?"
"Indeed, we do," Boira said, "and back in your cabin."
"What'll you do about them, then?"Killa asked, jerking her finger in the direction of the Saplinson-Trills.
"Oh, them!This time we may let them stew in their own juices, as it were," Brendan said."I can close off the vents to their cabin so we're spared the stench.At least they cleaned themselves up afterwards."
"And what about you?"Killashandra asked Boira.But apart from a mild headache, Boira was not adversely affected by decomposition.
"Repetition dulls the effect," she told Killashandra, "though it'll never be my favorite way to spend five of the longest minutes ever invented by the mind of man."
"So, did you see much of the FMs?"Killa asked, drawling the term sarcastically.
Boira gave a snort."After a very lengthy briefing and all sorts of dire warnings about keeping my mitts to myself and going through a rather ridiculously involved decontam.It was worth the effort," she said."The brilliance, the design… I really think they ought to pay attention to the complex patterns-What did you call them?Jewel Junk?I suggested," she added, grimacing at her recollection, "that the patterns the Junk displays could be another attempt at communication."
"And?"
"I got told in long chapters how such a theory was ludicrous and had no possible scientific basis."She shrugged."I am entitled to an opinion."
Killa mulled that over."Pattern is as good a method of communication as any other.Aren't words patterns?"
"Hmmm.Hadn't thought of it in quite that way, but they are, you know," Bren said."Full marks to you, Killa."
"I gather they didn't test your theory, Boira?"
"Fardles, no!What does a ship's brawn know about esoteric life-forms?"
"Fifteen minutes until the first Singularity Jump," Brendan announced, and Killa immediately adjourned to her radiant fluid tank.
Awash in the fluid, Killa had only the mildest of decomposition willies.When she returned to the main cabin, where Boira and Brendan were running a systems check, she jerked her head in the scientists' direction.
"Oh, them?"Boira grinned."This time they took the precautions we always recommend.Never have understood why the cerebral types think I don't know as much about my profession as they know about theirs.Hungry?"She smiled slyly.