Dusty released a probe on the outer edge to monitor the route that the navigation beacons directed the ships to enter and leave the Ono System.Any shi... entering or leaving would be in sub-light speed when they passed what they thought was a normal, innocuous beacon. The probe, however, gave Sheldon at least a day’s warning if any ship came into the system from this direction. A little spell helped.The passing ship could be hailed from the probe, which could relay messages to the next system,. "Yes, it would be better if you explained the situation to her before she gets here."Velakari walked quickly to the side door of the Palace which was nearest the landing pad for messenger ships. Cynthia Rodgers had taken up the job of a messenger pilot when she had come with Virathea to Sapphire some eight months prior. Her ship had been sent to bring warning of the coup to Dizyn and she had been caught up in the attack on that system. During the fighting she had served as most messenger ships. ”“Dressed and made up like that?” Nick asked. “How’d she ever get in?”I chuckled, “By being a pretty, red-haired, green-eyed, Irish lass. She’s not stupid!”“OK. That makes more sense. What’s with the getup?”“It’s a British counter-culture thing that spread here, and revolves around a genre of British music. I have CDs by The Cure and Siouxsie and the Banshees if you want to listen to them. It’s British new wave, which is not like our new wave. It’s way edgier. I’m serious. Go talk to them and. .. I'm just catching my breath. Gimme that..."Rikki tilted the bottle towards her, gulped down a swig, and then rolled over on her side to face me.I could see her generous calves, thighs, mons, tummy and breasts all at once in the now well-used mirror. I unwrapped the clear plastic cups on the nightstand and poured us each a sizable portion of the effervescent liquid."Why am I always so unbelievably thirsty after I cum?" she asked rhetorically, as if to justify drinking the entirety of her.