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Updated: May 7, 2025
The Kerothi stepped back a pace and looked the Earthman up and down. "You look healthy enough for a prisoner. You're treated well, then?" "Well enough. Sit down, my sibling-by-choice." MacMaine waved toward the couch nearby. The general sat down and looked around the apartment. "Well, well. You're getting preferential treatment, all right.
Sebastian MacMaine let out his breath slowly, and only then realized that he had been holding it. "I am grateful, my sibling-by-choice," he said. General Tallis tapped his cigarette ash into a large blue ceramic ashtray. MacMaine could smell the acrid smoke from the alien plant matter that burned in the Kerothi cigarette a chopped-up inner bark from a Kerothi tree.
He stood up and extended both hands in the Kerothi fashion. The other did the same, and they clasped hands for a moment. "How are your guts?" he added in Kerothic. "They function smoothly, my sibling-by-choice," answered Space General Polan Tallis. "And your own?" "Smoothly, indeed. It's been far too long a time since we have touched."
He had done his best, and now, after nearly a year of captivity, Tallis had come to tell him that his offer had been accepted. General Tallis sat across from Colonel MacMaine, smoking his cigarette absently. "Just why are they accepting my proposition?" MacMaine asked bluntly. "Because they can afford to," Tallis said with a smile. "You will be watched, my sibling-by-choice.
"Good. When do we start?" "Now," said Tallis rising from his chair. "Put on your dress uniform, and we'll go down to see the High Commander. We've got to give you a set of general's insignia, my sibling-by-choice." Tallis waited while MacMaine donned the blue trousers and gold-trimmed red uniform of a Kerothi officer. When he was through, MacMaine looked at himself in the mirror.
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