.." I think perhaps I can make an external power source that the Praetor could control," Lisa interrupted, "and then you could shield it from the ship...s drive." That'd be cool," Amber replied. "Let's do it."'Ember – I'm sending them to you... ' Amber thought to her twin sister at the other end of the ship.Lisa and Tabatha teleported back to Engineering. It was a half-mile swim in free-fall, otherwise."We should try one outside the ship, first," Ember, the Engineering Officer, told them,. “Second Officer Silverman how can I help you?” The voice at the end of the telephone answered. “Hello, Sharon. I’m returning your message. It’s Shaun.” There was a moment’s hesitation, “Hello Shaun, I ... I wondered since it’s your last night of leave if you would like to have dinner with me at the flat.“What are you cooking?” he asked in a jocular voice.“I thought pasta, but if you would like something else.”“I love pasta, especially when the chief is a raven-haired beauty.” He could hear her. The living room looked empty, so did the kitchen. She wasn’t hungry; even thinking of coffee made her nauseous. Taking a bottle from the fridge she drank deeply. The icy coldness of the water hurt her chest. She coughed.She ought to go home.Where were her clothes – the flimsy dress, bra, stockings, and heels? The little bolero-type wrapping she’d worn against the cold? Her clutch? Her keys and her money?“Jules?” she yelled, only reaping a little echo.She went back to the bedroom rummaging. Landlord disputes where people don’t have hot water or electricity, people who were scammed out of money, all these things require lawyers, and they can’t afford them. Sometimes it pushes people out on the street.”“I can see how it’s something we could use. If not actually legal help, maybe some form of counseling, but you should probably talk to Jonathan about that.”“I actually called him. He said he’d talk to us about the idea, but also suggested you talk to the Judge of yours. The one from.