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voiced through panpipes. In addition to being superb linguists they were
perfect mimics. In a darkened room it would be difficult even for an expert to
tell one from a Human. Or a Lepar, or a Hivistahm, or whomever the Wais would
choose to sound like.
This one, at least, was not as severely overdressed as were most of her kind.
He knew it was a female from the slightly duller natural coloring, the
marginally less florid plumage.
Krensky introduced them. This is Lalelelang of Mahmahar. She s a historian.
Or something like that.
A supple susurration of perfectly matched feathers and attire rose to extend a
prehensile wingtip. Colonel Straat-ien, I am very pleased to meet you.
He gripped the proffered limb carefully, feeling the resilience in the
modified quills beneath the feathery covering while wondering at the alien s
presence. At the same time it occurred to him that he had never before seen a
Wais initiate such contact. Like other Weave species they preferred to avoid
physical interaction with Humans unless it was absolutely unavoidable. Clearly
this Lalelelang was an exception, that rare example of her kind who was
comfortable if not entirely at ease among the big, contentious primates.
Perhaps her demeanor was a function of her work.
He turned back to Krensky. About my assignment, sir?
The commandant nodded toward the Wais. Our distinguished visitor is your
assignment, Colonel.
Nevan blinked. I don t understand.
Consider her profession. Krensky steepled his fingers and regarded
Straat-ien out of hard eyes.
Nevan didn t blink. You already mentioned that& sir. What has that to do with
me?
Our guest s particular area of interest centers on how different species
relate to one another under battlefield conditions. Obviously, she needs a
guide.
Straat-ien had tensed anew. He found himself glaring involuntarily in the
direction of the patient Wais. She flinched under his gaze, but less than he
expected.
A sudden unnerving thought struck him. Did she know or suspect something about
the existence of the Core? He forced himself to relax. Just because she was a
historian who had apparently worked among Humans didn t mean she knew anything
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of the secrets of Cossuut s genetically altered offspring.
He told Krensky in no uncertain terms that he wanted no part of such an
assignment. Krensky was equally adamant.
I m sorry, Colonel, but this determination was approved at the regional
level. They wanted someone of substantial rank who is also intimate with field
activities. Like it or not, you qualify, you re presently unassigned and
available: you re elected.
It s crazy. I can t have some he nearly used several terms he would have
regretted Wais trailing me around out in the field. There s unfinished
business I need to take care of. I was hoping to be sent back to the delta.
The revenge motif, said the Wais unexpectedly. He turned sharply.
What are you talking about?
I ve always been fascinated by the intricate contortions of logic your
species invents to justify its actions, even as you simultaneously recognize
their illogicality. Such complex mental-emotional-physical rationalizations
are unique to Humankind, and constitute an important stimulus for my studies.
It was not the kind of reply he d been expecting. Though it was easy to
generalize about any alien species, he found himself more than a little
intrigued by the individual who stood before him, staring up out of bright
blue, heavily lashed eyes, unafraid to meet his feral Human gaze. He tried to
envision her trailing along in his wake, tiptoeing through the swamps out in
the field while trying to keep her perfect plumage pristine.
The image was ludicrous, the notion absurd. He so informed Krensky. The
commandant listened patiently, smiling and quite unshakable.
What happens to her if she s my responsibility, Nevan asked finally, and I
find myself in a combat situation?
You needn t worry about me, Colonel Straat-ien. I have been in combat
before.
Say again? Nevan s tone shifted from accusatory to curious.
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