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. This is a rare opportunity--"
"Save it for your thesis!" Xris snapped. "Let's get him onto the plane!"
"Certainly, Xris." Quong was calm, efficient. And he was once again eyeing Xris with concern. "If you could carry him. Be careful. Try to support the head .... "
Xris reached down, lifted the Little One in his arms, and stalked off to the spaceplane.
"Good morning, XP-28." Harry eased himself into the pilot's chair in the spaceplane's cockpit. "My name is Harry Luck. I'm the new pilot. You might want to adjust your voice activation to my verbal patterns."
"Good morning, Pilot Luck. Please enter your Olicien authorization number to transfer pilot functions."
Harry took the code card Jamil had obtained in the Olicien offices, slid the card into the console. A series of letters and numbers appeared on the computer screen, flashed on and off. Then came the word: Proceed.
"Pilot Luck," said the computer. "Welcome aboard. You must be a new employee. According to my bioscans, the entire cleaning crew is new. One of your people is injured. Why is this person being brought on board? I recommend that he be left on the ground for treatment."
Xris arrived in the cockpit, pointed grimly to the plane's chronometer. 1030. They were already behind schedule by thirty minutes.
"I have received and duly noted your recommendation, XP-28," Harry said calmly
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