The Emperor had seen the effects of one, once before. It had been when the weapon had been tested for the very first time, fifty years ago. The flash,...the earthquake, the image disruption, and the final flash disconnect of the holo image. The Emperor's PLEA had no doubt in its mind what it meant."Children," he spoke quietly looking into their faces on the holo after the message had ended. He know what he seen their would not let him soothe their minds with placating words. "I will call you back. “Where were they?” I thought to myself. Two minutes later, I heard a tap on the door. I answered it and found Cliff and Derek smiling at the threshold. They were male escorts from the same service that gave us last night’s Lenore. Cliff was a strong, athletic African American and Derek was a shorter, but very handsome white guy. I quickly confirmed that they had already received all my instructions from the service. They hustled through the suite, out to the secluded patio deck. On that deck,. The captain's role was one that had occasioned a little debate. Igwanda, in particular, had suggested they find someone else for the job. "You wouldn't shoot me or Al or Grandmother that day in your cabin," he'd protested to MacPherson. "Hell, you didn't even have your laser charged. This'll be a time we can't afford hesitations." None o' ye had done me any wrrong," the captain told him. "'Twas I had wrronged ye. T'shoo' ye was beyond' me, e'en t'thrrea'en ye torre a' me innarr's. Gene is a. He smiled just a little smugly. Apparently, she likes what she's seeing. "Turn around and lay on your belly across the bench." His voice was husky with growing passion. "Put your hands over the edge and hold on to the leather strap there." She took a last look at him then silently obeyed.The Alchemist went to his Magikal Artes bag and spread the necessary tools out on the small rolling table along with some temporary inkwells. He laid the huge 'Grimoire', spell book in the middle. Sealed and.