Sigh. Out of the frying pan into thepirate ship, just great. But what do they want with us? Why didn't theyjust take the cargo. Are they thinking of r...nsoming us? Science andnavigation officers? Good luck--they will get anything but a few laughsfrom the Starshine council.One of the girls, a pretty blond in a light blue jumpsuit spoke now, hervoice betraying a hint of accent Jun did not recognize. "He is confused.He doesn't understand why he is here and not his cargo." Telepath!Damn!The female. As she walked towards the elevator, she passed by a couple of the guys from finance. “You look very lovely today, Andee. What’s the occasion?” one of them asked. Andee smiled and politely replied, wondering to herself that she might have just been set up by her coworker, to whom she had just confided. That compliment was 12 for the week, the magic number. Andee stepped into the elevator and waited for the door to close. One of the hospital porters jumped in at the last minute and smiled. " said Abigail. "But, there's a definite ... er ... presence I suppose is the word, behind the incursion. I felt it though none of the other Seers did. It's malevolent and does not mean us well." Does Seer Jemima know about this?" I asked."Yes, she does, but wanted to wait for further correlation of data before broaching a hunch by an apprentice to Morgana," Abigail replied."I'll let Morgana know about your hunch," I said. "There's a lot more going on than this meeting would seem to indicate.". Terrence climbed the short flight of steps leading up to it, looking dashing in his signature grey linen suit. He spoke briefly about the charity. A woman from the charity spoke too. She told them she was grateful for the money raised and mentioned something about a raffle later. It was clear that she had known Terrence and Cartwright Hall for a very long time but Ivy wasn’t really listening. Her head was filled with Richard and her new discovery about his relationship status, she combed.