Descending Road - ITS SIGNS ARE ALL OVER YOU by Dana W. Paxson

ITS SIGNS ARE ALL OVER YOU

1562 4D

“Arlen, when he went past, it almost blew the sensors. I had to turn the detectors off.” Carchesme‘s eyes looked wild. “As if he was saturated with just the right mix of actinides, or something capable of the same N-emissions.”

“Nothing’s capable of that.”

“Nothing we know about. The Archives mention H-space anomalies, but we haven’t worked out what that means. The University physicists are working on it, but security down there is tight.”

“I know.” No need to tell Carchesme he was tapping Norgrist, a physicist working on the problem at the University; that link was secret. “You’ve done all right so far. There’s a lot of improvement needed in this effort, and I expect you to come through for us.” He wanted her.

“I’ll give it my best.” She yawned, surprising him, and smiled at him sweetly, rubbing her side slowly and luxuriantly. She might be fun to have around.

“Just get it working again full-time, and I’ll give you some play time in the materials lab.” Her profile showed this as her special interest.

Her eyes widened a little, then hooded again. “I’d like that,” she said.

Arlen returned to the chamber where Andrew Luce lay tied hand and foot to a ceiling support pillar. Luce was conscious.

“I’ll ask you one more time: What have you found that is so valuable? Its signs are all over you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Just let me go home, okay?” The words were a request, but almost without fear. How tough was this man?

“When I find out what I want to know, I’ll let you go.” The haunting, beautiful strains of melody refused to come back to Arlen‘s mind.

He turned and strode from the T-chamber, dousing the lights and locking the door. Let Luce simmer in the dark for a while. This looked like a wonderful opportunity to use the services of Doctor Progarnes. A little of the Doctor‘s treatment, and Luce would sing new words in a different key.

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	ITS SIGNS ARE ALL OVER YOU 1562 4D “Arlen, when he went past, it almost blew the sensors. I had to turn the detectors off.” Carchesme‘s eyes looked wild. “As if he was saturated with just the right mix of actinides, or something capable of the same N-emissions.” “Nothing’s capable of that.” “Nothing we know about. The Archives mention H-space anomalies, but we haven’t worked out what that means. The University physicists are working on it, but security down there is tight.” “I know.” No need to tell Carchesme he was tapping Norgrist, a physicist working on the problem at the University; that link was secret. “You’ve done all right so far. There’s a lot of improvement needed in this effort, and I expect you to come through for us.” He wanted her. “I’ll give it my best.” She yawned, surprising him, and smiled at him sweetly, rubbing her side slowly and luxuriantly. She might be fun to have around. “Just get it working again full-time, and I’ll give you some play time in the materials lab.” Her profile showed this as her special interest. Her eyes widened a little, then hooded again. “I’d like that,” she said. Arlen returned to the chamber where Andrew Luce lay tied hand and foot to a ceiling support pillar. Luce was conscious. “I’ll ask you one more time: What have you found that is so valuable? Its signs are all over you.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Just let me go home, okay?” The words were a request, but almost without fear. How tough was this man? “When I find out what I want to know, I’ll let you go.” The haunting, beautiful strains of melody refused to come back to Arlen‘s mind. He turned and strode from the T-chamber, dousing the lights and locking the door. Let Luce simmer in the dark for a while. This looked like a wonderful opportunity to use the services of Doctor Progarnes. A little of the Doctor‘s treatment, and Luce would sing new words in a different key.