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Chapter 13: There is no Chapter 13.
Robert and Shannon both snapped awake four hours later at 6 am sharp. They had both showered and dressed and were standing in front of Lt. Colonel Steuben's office at 7 am to request the day off and to explain why. At 7 am sharp the door clicked open and they walked in. The Lt. Colonel motioned for the two to sit down. "I saw a note this morning from Major General Stromson. It seems that the two of you were attacked last night?" Shannon nodded. "That would make the meeting the Anderhall had requested moot, then." He pressed a button on his desk and the door slid closed. "Major Ortiz, you are permitted to take off as much time as required to clear up this matter. Your second in command of your team has already taken charge of the team to get the repairs done as quickly as possible." Shannon thanked him. They both stood up to leave when Steuben added one last thing. "Major Corlo: One word of advice to you: Treat her well. I'm rather fond of her myself, as a father would care for a daughter. You don't want to make me angry." Robert nodded. "Yes sir, I'll do my best." Steuben clicked the door back open, and they walked to the lift and went up to Jackson's office.
Ted and Ch'Mee were there, along with a box of doughnuts, which he offered to Robert and Shannon. "Come in and close to door, please." They did as instructed. The small office was now pretty cramped with the four of them in there, but they managed. Over the next hour they discussed what was going to be done with Hicks and the rest. Ch'Mee stated that he had talked to one of the resident Mage last night, and he could easily modify the memories of the mundanes involved to make them think that Robert was human, while the markings on Shannon's body were easily dismissable as tattooes she got during her youth. They all agreed on the Plan, and Ted made a call to Stromson on his private comm. After a brief conversation, he hung up. Stromson stated that the judge will be hearing the case at noon on board. "Ch'Mee, when can Alexi perform his spell, and what's it going to cost us?" Ch'Mee stated that Alexi was not on duty yet and could perform it right away, and that for this he would not charge. Ted agreed, and Ch'Mee left to make the arrangements. Ted turned to Shannon and Robert, and started.
"Here's what is going to happen. The only reason that you are in on this is because you are the victims in this incident. Ortega and Reamer agreed to help us in order to avoid any charges. Ortega is scared half to death that he's going to be kicked out because of this. He's not. Reamer is liable to get a repremand on his record unless he behaves himself further. Butler will be charged with conduct unbecoming an officer, and conspiracy to commit assault and battery. Hicks is lickly to be kicked out, judging by the assault charges that the Force is charging him with. My question to the two of you is this: Do you wish any additional cahrges to be brought up against him? He's already down for the same thing as Butler, but with a count of assault and also breaking and entering added." Robert looked at Shannon, and then back at Ted. "No. I hold him no grudge, as the physical unjuries I caused him last night exceeded what he did to me. Sir, when will I be facing charges?" Ted shook his head. "You will not, as you were defending yourself against the attack, and the injuries that occured to Hicks were because you fell on top of him after he knocked you out. That's the official story, and I'd advise you to stick to it." He added with a wink, "The judge is one of the mundanes that knows about the club. She's married to one of the weres, but I will warn you she is brutally honest and fair." He paused to look at his computer as it chimed at him. Popping the door open, he finished. "Now, I need Major Ortiz back over to your cabin. Steuben informs me that a tech will be over there at 0900 to fix the lock on your door. Major Corlo, report to the boarding room to perform a full damage checklist on your fighter, and send that list to Repair. Dismissed."
The repair checklist required Robert to perform an EVA and took three hours to complete. He was sweating a bit as he returned to his cabin. He knocked on the door, which opened to reveal Shannon. She gave him his new passkey for the cabin, and as she closed the door he started peeling off the jumper he was wearing. "I'm getting a shower, then I'll get some food before we have to be at the hearing." Shannon took one whiff of him and agreed. "Lemme guess, EVA for a manual systems check?" Robert nodded as he peeled off the last of his clothing. Depositing the whole grimy, sweaty mass into the cleaner, he stepped into the small cubicle that served as their restroom. As he closed the curtain and started the shower, he heard Shannon come into the room. "I know it's been a busy couple of days, but there's something I want you to try with me when you and I get free time." Robert snapped off the water and was soaping up as quickly as he could in the standard submariner's fashion. "And what would that be?" She smirked. "How much do know about the symbol on my body and it's location?" Robert shook his head as he put the soap back into the tray and fumbled for the water control. "Nothing. I originally assumed it was some sort of Tatoo done up in some for of tribal pattern." Flipping the water back on, he rinsed the suds off his body as Shannon continued. "There's a good reason why that particular symbol is at that particular location." He shut the water off as she handed him a towel. "Let me ask you another question. What do you know about magic? "Robert had been toweling off his head, and he switched to his upper torso as he replied. "Very little. All I knew was that it existed, and I found that out about the same time that I got the tail." He stopped toweling himself off for a second. "Are you trying to tell me there's more then one type of magic?" She nodded as he started doing his lower body.
"Yes, there are several kinds. They are all use the same common basis, though: Mental disipline combined with a ritual that allows the mage to channel his or her engery into the desired effect. Alexi is our resident Psionic expert. His talent, experience, and expertise makes the telepathy spells I use look like a candle next to a star." Robert had stepped out of the head and was pulling another set of clothes from the closet to put on. "Is that why you refused to mind-wipe the Gang of Four?" He asked. Her reply was tinged with bitterness. "No, for several reasons. First is that I accidentally did a mind wipe on a very good friend of mine several years ago that went horribly wrong. Secondly, my method for doing such a thing is different then his, which I'll explain if I can be allowed to finish." Robert nodded and Shannon continued. "OK, then. Alexi's method of working with magic is with gestures and "laying of hands" If you see him without a shirt on, you'll notice that his arms have markings on them. He usually wears long sleeved shirts. The person that fixed the bed last night uses somatics for her magic. Fortunatly, she is a Tigerean, so the marking around her neck is well hidden. Although we don't have anyone on board who works with runes. Their head is usually marked, but they typically wear their hair long to hide it. There's a disipline that uses sight, which you've seen by the doctor. THose folks generally wear dark eyeglasses or special contact lenses. Can you guess the last disipline, the one I use?" Robert thought a moment, searching his mind for something that he had read a long time ago. "Tantrics. Magic through Sex or full body contact.", he finally said. He was fully dressed by now. Shannon nodded. "Yes. While my primary magic is with manipulating matter and some telepathy, most of the things I can do require a willing partner, or require me to meditate heavily in order to build up my manna pool."
Robert looked at the menu for the Mess and then at the time. "The mess has chinese, and we have about 45 mintues. Interested, or should we eat here?" Shannon nodded. "Eat here. This way I can finish." He nodded, and selected lemon chicken from the menu, and local delivery. The replicator hummed and his food appeared along with a pair of chopsticks. He sat himself on the floor before continuing. "Is that why you like snuggling with me, right?" Shannon gave him a nasty look as she ordered her meal and waited for it to appear. "Partially. There's another reason, and all I will say is that your fur is very soft and comfy." Robert cowered. "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend. What do you have in mind, anyhow, now that you've explained how you work magic?" She sat on the floor as well and started eating. Between bites she said, "Well, I want to see if you still shapeshift down to your bear form after having sex, for one." Robert nodded. "And secondly?" Shannon grinned. "I already know that you love me. I want to know how willing a partner your body is to work some of the magic I'm capable of. When I'm at full charge and when I have a powerful enough partner assisting me, I can probably take out a droneship by myself in the same way that the Oceania did. My inital check of you shows that you have that power, but I do not know if you are compatible with how I work my magic." Robert thought on that a long time afterwards, even up to the moment they left the cabin and boarded the lift to the hearing.
(1760/1667)
Robert and Shannon both snapped awake four hours later at 6 am sharp. They had both showered and dressed and were standing in front of Lt. Colonel Steuben's office at 7 am to request the day off and to explain why. At 7 am sharp the door clicked open and they walked in. The Lt. Colonel motioned for the two to sit down. "I saw a note this morning from Major General Stromson. It seems that the two of you were attacked last night?" Shannon nodded. "That would make the meeting the Anderhall had requested moot, then." He pressed a button on his desk and the door slid closed. "Major Ortiz, you are permitted to take off as much time as required to clear up this matter. Your second in command of your team has already taken charge of the team to get the repairs done as quickly as possible." Shannon thanked him. They both stood up to leave when Steuben added one last thing. "Major Corlo: One word of advice to you: Treat her well. I'm rather fond of her myself, as a father would care for a daughter. You don't want to make me angry." Robert nodded. "Yes sir, I'll do my best." Steuben clicked the door back open, and they walked to the lift and went up to Jackson's office.
Ted and Ch'Mee were there, along with a box of doughnuts, which he offered to Robert and Shannon. "Come in and close to door, please." They did as instructed. The small office was now pretty cramped with the four of them in there, but they managed. Over the next hour they discussed what was going to be done with Hicks and the rest. Ch'Mee stated that he had talked to one of the resident Mage last night, and he could easily modify the memories of the mundanes involved to make them think that Robert was human, while the markings on Shannon's body were easily dismissable as tattooes she got during her youth. They all agreed on the Plan, and Ted made a call to Stromson on his private comm. After a brief conversation, he hung up. Stromson stated that the judge will be hearing the case at noon on board. "Ch'Mee, when can Alexi perform his spell, and what's it going to cost us?" Ch'Mee stated that Alexi was not on duty yet and could perform it right away, and that for this he would not charge. Ted agreed, and Ch'Mee left to make the arrangements. Ted turned to Shannon and Robert, and started.
"Here's what is going to happen. The only reason that you are in on this is because you are the victims in this incident. Ortega and Reamer agreed to help us in order to avoid any charges. Ortega is scared half to death that he's going to be kicked out because of this. He's not. Reamer is liable to get a repremand on his record unless he behaves himself further. Butler will be charged with conduct unbecoming an officer, and conspiracy to commit assault and battery. Hicks is lickly to be kicked out, judging by the assault charges that the Force is charging him with. My question to the two of you is this: Do you wish any additional cahrges to be brought up against him? He's already down for the same thing as Butler, but with a count of assault and also breaking and entering added." Robert looked at Shannon, and then back at Ted. "No. I hold him no grudge, as the physical unjuries I caused him last night exceeded what he did to me. Sir, when will I be facing charges?" Ted shook his head. "You will not, as you were defending yourself against the attack, and the injuries that occured to Hicks were because you fell on top of him after he knocked you out. That's the official story, and I'd advise you to stick to it." He added with a wink, "The judge is one of the mundanes that knows about the club. She's married to one of the weres, but I will warn you she is brutally honest and fair." He paused to look at his computer as it chimed at him. Popping the door open, he finished. "Now, I need Major Ortiz back over to your cabin. Steuben informs me that a tech will be over there at 0900 to fix the lock on your door. Major Corlo, report to the boarding room to perform a full damage checklist on your fighter, and send that list to Repair. Dismissed."
The repair checklist required Robert to perform an EVA and took three hours to complete. He was sweating a bit as he returned to his cabin. He knocked on the door, which opened to reveal Shannon. She gave him his new passkey for the cabin, and as she closed the door he started peeling off the jumper he was wearing. "I'm getting a shower, then I'll get some food before we have to be at the hearing." Shannon took one whiff of him and agreed. "Lemme guess, EVA for a manual systems check?" Robert nodded as he peeled off the last of his clothing. Depositing the whole grimy, sweaty mass into the cleaner, he stepped into the small cubicle that served as their restroom. As he closed the curtain and started the shower, he heard Shannon come into the room. "I know it's been a busy couple of days, but there's something I want you to try with me when you and I get free time." Robert snapped off the water and was soaping up as quickly as he could in the standard submariner's fashion. "And what would that be?" She smirked. "How much do know about the symbol on my body and it's location?" Robert shook his head as he put the soap back into the tray and fumbled for the water control. "Nothing. I originally assumed it was some sort of Tatoo done up in some for of tribal pattern." Flipping the water back on, he rinsed the suds off his body as Shannon continued. "There's a good reason why that particular symbol is at that particular location." He shut the water off as she handed him a towel. "Let me ask you another question. What do you know about magic? "Robert had been toweling off his head, and he switched to his upper torso as he replied. "Very little. All I knew was that it existed, and I found that out about the same time that I got the tail." He stopped toweling himself off for a second. "Are you trying to tell me there's more then one type of magic?" She nodded as he started doing his lower body.
"Yes, there are several kinds. They are all use the same common basis, though: Mental disipline combined with a ritual that allows the mage to channel his or her engery into the desired effect. Alexi is our resident Psionic expert. His talent, experience, and expertise makes the telepathy spells I use look like a candle next to a star." Robert had stepped out of the head and was pulling another set of clothes from the closet to put on. "Is that why you refused to mind-wipe the Gang of Four?" He asked. Her reply was tinged with bitterness. "No, for several reasons. First is that I accidentally did a mind wipe on a very good friend of mine several years ago that went horribly wrong. Secondly, my method for doing such a thing is different then his, which I'll explain if I can be allowed to finish." Robert nodded and Shannon continued. "OK, then. Alexi's method of working with magic is with gestures and "laying of hands" If you see him without a shirt on, you'll notice that his arms have markings on them. He usually wears long sleeved shirts. The person that fixed the bed last night uses somatics for her magic. Fortunatly, she is a Tigerean, so the marking around her neck is well hidden. Although we don't have anyone on board who works with runes. Their head is usually marked, but they typically wear their hair long to hide it. There's a disipline that uses sight, which you've seen by the doctor. THose folks generally wear dark eyeglasses or special contact lenses. Can you guess the last disipline, the one I use?" Robert thought a moment, searching his mind for something that he had read a long time ago. "Tantrics. Magic through Sex or full body contact.", he finally said. He was fully dressed by now. Shannon nodded. "Yes. While my primary magic is with manipulating matter and some telepathy, most of the things I can do require a willing partner, or require me to meditate heavily in order to build up my manna pool."
Robert looked at the menu for the Mess and then at the time. "The mess has chinese, and we have about 45 mintues. Interested, or should we eat here?" Shannon nodded. "Eat here. This way I can finish." He nodded, and selected lemon chicken from the menu, and local delivery. The replicator hummed and his food appeared along with a pair of chopsticks. He sat himself on the floor before continuing. "Is that why you like snuggling with me, right?" Shannon gave him a nasty look as she ordered her meal and waited for it to appear. "Partially. There's another reason, and all I will say is that your fur is very soft and comfy." Robert cowered. "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend. What do you have in mind, anyhow, now that you've explained how you work magic?" She sat on the floor as well and started eating. Between bites she said, "Well, I want to see if you still shapeshift down to your bear form after having sex, for one." Robert nodded. "And secondly?" Shannon grinned. "I already know that you love me. I want to know how willing a partner your body is to work some of the magic I'm capable of. When I'm at full charge and when I have a powerful enough partner assisting me, I can probably take out a droneship by myself in the same way that the Oceania did. My inital check of you shows that you have that power, but I do not know if you are compatible with how I work my magic." Robert thought on that a long time afterwards, even up to the moment they left the cabin and boarded the lift to the hearing.
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