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Updated: June 19, 2025
*Yes, Ranger.* At least, Corina thought, she had no reason to be nervous about this. "I have discovered that Ranger Medart has a high degree of Talent, sire. I have begun training him in its use, and we have been `speaking' primarily, he has been reassuring me telepathically throughout the conference." "Controlled, reliable telepathy?" Davis asked, his expression intent. "Fully, sire.
You must agree that things have improved for Irschcha since we joined the Empire." "Some things, yes," Thark admitted. "We have hyperships now, like my Prowler; we are benefitting from trade with other systems; we are starting out-system colonies ourselves; we have people in the Imperial Services " "And in the Emperor's own Palace Guard!" Corina interrupted. "But that is not enough!"
"I heard, but I didn't really believe " "Yes, dammit, telepathy!" Greggson snapped. "That's how she managed to humiliate my men!" "I do not understand your anger," Corina said quietly. "It was simply a demonstration of Talent, the way it can be used against the unTalented, as Thark plans to do. I did not intend to humiliate anyone, and they have said they do not feel humiliated."
His demoralization was completed when the Sandeman said, "Good shooting, Ranger Medart. Do you want that last one, or may I take him?" "Neither," Medart replied. "He's hers give me a hand with Kennard." "Yes, sir." Nevan holstered his blaster, and the two men went to kneel by the fallen Ranger. Corina stopped in front of her former teacher. "You have seen and felt the truth, Thark.
"I am glad you think so. Are there other questions?" When there were none, she dismissed the meeting, and the two Rangers returned to Sherwood Forest to continue Medart's training. Corina began to think she must have an allergy after all, because she sneezed several times as soon as they entered the park, but she refused Medart's suggestion that they find a different location.
"Like telepathy was, until day before yesterday. Stories, but none of what Greggson likes to call cast-iron facts." Corina sneezed again, and Medart frowned. "Sounds to me like you're coming down with something, Rina. Maybe you ought to go see Dr. Sherman you need to be in top shape when you go against Thark."
That, Thark thought, still bitter, was one of the few things the Empire's very presence had not changed. Although the examiner had believed she had sensed something, Corina had been unable to receive even the simplest thoughts, and had not had even a trace of mental screen.
If she wasn't Ranger material, best to know it right away and go from there; if she was, she should be wearing the badge. It was a demanding job, but he enjoyed the challenges, and so would she if she had what it took which he found himself hoping she did. "That was a very impressive demonstration, Sir Corina," he said then. "I think you and I need to have a serious talk.
Although had the warrior Nevan entered the corridor facing right instead of left, the result would have been different." "But he wasn't." Medart nodded to the Sandeman. "You can go back to whatever you were doing, Lieutenant; I know you're not on watch right now." "Thank you, sir." Nevan bowed to Corina, then left. Medart gave Corina his full attention.
"If I may do so without dishonor?" "There's no dishonor involved; that's what you're here for. Go ahead." Corina turned back, probed gently into the Medical Officer's unscreened mind. "You are familiar with the Rhine reports some four centuries before the Empire?" "Yes, but they're no more proof of telepathy than your guessing I'd read them." "They should have convinced you.
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