“Come on, Kelly.” Kate squeezed her shoulder. “We know it was rough, we felt it for ourselves. But the quarantine is going to stop the possessed from spreading, and now we’re alert to the problem the security forces can contain them if there is an outbreak. They won on Lalonde because it’s so damn backwards.”
“Oh, sure.” Kelly was operating on stimulant programs alone now, fatigue toxin antidote humming melodically in her head. “Saving the galaxy is a breeze now we know. Hell, it’s only the dead we’re up against after all.”
“If you’re not up to this, Kelly, then say so,” Antonio said, then played his mastercard. “We can use another anchor. Kirstie McShane?”
“That bitch!”
“So we can go ahead as scheduled, can we?”
“I want to put in more of Pamiers, and Shaun Wallace. Those are the kind of events which will make people more aware of the situation.”
“Wallace is depressing, he spent that entire interview telling you that the possessed couldn’t be beaten.”
“Damn right. Shaun’s vital, he tells us what we really need to know, to face up to the real problem.”
“Which is?”
“Death. Everyone’s going to die, Antonio, even you.”
“No, Kelly, I can’t sanction this sort of slant. It’s as bad as that Tyrathca Sleeping God ceremony you recorded.”
“I shouldn’t have let you cut that out. Nobody even knew the Tyrathca had a religion before.”
“Xenoc customs are hardly relevant at a time like this,” he said.
“Kelly, we can use that Tyrathca segment in a documentary at a later date,” Kate said. “Right now we need to finalize the edit. Christ, you’re on-line in another forty minutes.”
“You want to keep me sweet, then put in all of Shaun’s interview.”
“We’ve got half of it,” Antonio said. “All the salient points are covered.”
“Hardly. Look, we have got to bring home to people what possession is really all about, the meaning behind the act,” Kelly said. “So far all the majority of Confederation citizens have had is this poxy official warning from the Assembly. It’s an abstract, a problem on another planet. People have to learn it’s not that simple, that there’s more to this disaster than simple physical security. We have to deal with the philosophical issues as well.”
Antonio pressed the palm of his hand onto his brow, wincing.
“You don’t get it, do you?” Kelly asked hotly. Her arm waved at the holoscreens with their damning images. “Didn’t you access
Antonio looked at the holoscreen which showed Pat Halahan running through the smoky ruins of Pamiers, blasting his bizarre attackers to shreds of gore. “Great. Just what we need.”
This just wasn’t the way Ione had expected it to go. Joshua hadn’t even looked at her bedroom door when they arrived back at the apartment, let alone show any eagerness. There had been times with him when she hadn’t made it to the bed before her skirt was up around her waist.
Yet somehow she knew this wasn’t entirely due to the traumas of the mission. He was intent and troubled, not frightened. Very unfamiliar territory as far as Joshua was concerned.
He’d simply had a shower and a light supper, then settled down in her big settee. When she sat beside him she was too uncertain about the reaction to even rest her hand on his arm.
I wonder if it’s that girl on Norfolk?she asked dubiously.
He has endured some difficult times,tranquillity answered. You must expect his usual behaviour to be toned down.
Not like this. I can see he’s been shaken up, but this is more.
The human mind is constantly maturing. External events dictate the speed of the maturation. If he has begun to think harder for himself because of Lalonde, surely this is no bad thing?
Depends what you want from him. He was so perfect for me before. So very uncomplicated, the roguish charmer who would never try to claim me.
I believe you also mentioned something about sex on occasion.
Yeah, all right, that too. It was great, and completely guilt free. I picked him up, remember? What more could a girl with my kind of responsibilities want? He was someone who was never going to try and interfere with my duties as the Lord of Ruin. Politics simply didn’t interest him.
A husband would be preferable to a casual lover. Someone who is always there for you.
You’re my husband.
You love me, and I love you; it could never be anything else since I gave birth to you. But you are still human, you need a human companion. Look at voidhawk captains, the perfect example of mental symbiosis.
I know. Maybe I’m just feeling jealous.
Of the Norfolk girl? Why? You know how many lovers Joshua has had.
Not of her.ione looked at joshua’s profile as he stared out of the living room’s big window. Of me. Me a year ago. The old story, you never know what you have until it’s gone.
He is right next to you. Reach out. I am sure he needs comfort as much as you.
He’s not there, not anymore. Not my original Joshua. Did you see that flying he did? Gaura’s memory of the Lagrange stunt nearly gave me a heart attack. I never realized just how good a captain he is. How could I ever take that away from him? He lives for space, for flying
I think you may be stretching the metaphor slightly.
Maybe. We were young, and we had fun, and it was lovely. I’ve got the memories.
He had fun. You are pregnant. He has responsibilities to the child.
Does he? I don’t think mothers require a big tough hunter gatherer to support them nowadays. And monogamy becomes progressively more difficult the longer we live. Geneering has done more to change the old till death do us part concept than any social radicalism.
Doesn’t your child deserve a loving environment?
My baby will have a loving environment. How can you even question that?
I do not question your intentions. I am simply pointing out the practicalities of the situation. At the moment you are unable to provide the child with a complete family.
That’s very reactionary.
I admit I am arguing on the extreme. I am not a fundamentalist, I simply wish to concentrate your thoughts. Everything else in your life has been planned and accounted for, the child has not. Conception is something you have done all for yourself. I do not wish it to become a mistake. I love you too much for that.
Father had other children.
Who were given to the Edenists so that they would be brought up in the greatest possible family environment. A whole world of family.
She almost laughed out loud. Imagine that, Saldanas became Edenists. We made the transition in the end. Does King Alastair know about that?
You are ducking the issue, Ione. One child of the Lord of Ruin is brought up with me as a parental, the heir. The others are not. As a parent you have a responsibility to their future.
Are you saying I’ve been irresponsible conceiving this child?