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If Losinj got this location when she probed you, Thark " "She did not," Thark assured him. "She did no real probing, in fact. She was far too upset by her simple discovery of the Crusade's existence to check any more deeply." Kainor nodded. "Good. Despite that, our first strike will not only have to be decisive, it will have to be swift.
Corina purred softly in pleasure when she saw Thark out on the sundeck. Truly, this weather was too good to waste any of it indoors, especially at this time of year. He stood as she approached. "Good day, Master Thark," she said with a slight bow, her hands open and raised to shoulder level. Thark returned the formal bow. "Good day, Student Losinj. Be welcome."
Not Saren, who'd been on the blocky side for a Siamese; young Losinj was more like Kimi, slender and incredibly graceful. She'd climb up on his lap, butt his chin with her head to demand that he scratch behind her ears . . . Corina, observing carefully, felt his shield start to weaken.
And it seems only fitting, now, that a Ranger of the Empire be head of the White Order." He broadcast a thought, seeming relieved at his capitulation. *Cease all resistance and surrender to the nearest Imperial officer. I have been wrong. The Crusade is truly simple treason, and as its leader I command its dissolution. Ranger Corina Losinj is now High Adept of the Order, to be obeyed as such.*
There would probably be an attempt, though, to have her returned as a criminal, as the Sanctioner had threatened. Perhaps an hour passed before the intercom chimed. Dawson answered, and Corina overheard Captain Daley's report. "Just finished that mind-probe you asked for, Pat. He was trying to kill Losinj, all right. His orders came from Senior Valla; she told him Losinj was betraying the Order.
Most rebels are greedy, out for nothing but power according to her, Thark's convinced the Order can rule better than we poor unTalented can, so it's his duty to take over. Naturally, I don't agree." Hobison snorted. "Good intentions don't make up for treason. What's next?" "That depends on what we learn from Losinj," Medart replied. "At the moment, I just don't know enough to make realistic plans.
"We have a VIP guest, Ms. Corina Losinj of Irschcha. Ranger Medart wants her assigned a cabin near his. What's available?" "There is one next to his," the ship-comp replied. "3N-2-1-8 is free." "Great! Take us there, will you?" "Affirmative. Is there anything else?" "No, thanks." "Chang out." The shuttle began to move, and Sunbeam turned to Corina.
Empire Net, this is Ranger Corina Losinj, ident code RCJ-1643-2048." "Thank you, Rangers. Is there anything else?" "No," Medart said, then looked at Corina, smiling. "Welcome to Imperial service, Ranger Losinj. Now that the formalities are over, you might want to get into uniform; we should call His Majesty with the good news, then have breakfast."
No co-pilot's necessary on a surface-to-orbit hop, and you'll get a good view from there." He turned to his bodyguard, who was also the lander's pilot. "Nevan, would you help Ms. Losinj strap in, please?" "Aye, sir." Nevan, now in Marine black, bent over the young Irschchan. "Here . . . this goes across your lap, and these two over your shoulders, all to the same buckle.
He turned his attention to the young Irschchan. "I'm glad to have you with us all the way, Ranger Losinj." "Thank you, sir." Corina hadn't expected to be put in complete charge, but she wasn't totally surprised; it was logical, given the circumstances, and Jim's memories did indicate that Ranger training what there was of it had a tendency to be rather abrupt.
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