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The Mag Force 7 Book 1 - Knights Of The Black Earth, The
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. "We will be coming out of hyperspace in mark: thirty minutes and counting." "Harry!" Xfis yelled.
"I'm on my way." Harry entered the cockpit. "Excuse me, ma'am," he added awkwardly, blushing, as he tripped over Rowan's feet.
'TII move," she offered. "My throat's dry. Talking too much." She smiled faintly, said something about getting some water, and left the cockpit.
Xris stared at nothing. He had a twist in his hand but had forgotten about it. Harry looked extremely uncomfortable, as if he wanted to ask a question but couldn't think of any way to phrase it. He punched a few buttons in a desultory fashion and darted glances at Xris out of the corner of his eye.
Ignoring him, Xris sat down in the copilot's chair, began to strap himself in.
Rowan didn't return. Probably needed some time to herself. Time to recover from a painful ordeal? Or time to think up more lies? After all, she'd had almost ten years to devise that nifty little story.
He had to find out if she was telling the truth.
Xris motioned to Quong.
Yawning and stretching, the Doc wandered over. "How are you feeling?"
Xris waved that away. "Look, is there any way we can communicate with the Little One? I could really use the empath's help about now."
Quong shook his head. "I doubt it. He and Raoul seem to have developed some sort of strange symbiotic connection. I'm not certain the Little One even understands what we are saying
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