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the only reason the shuttles were going to work was that the power drain
protocols wouldn't affect them. So anyone who had been off-planet was
stranded; any attempt to enter Earth's orbit would mean loss of power in their
vehicle.
Shanea came in the room with a tray of cold cuts and bread and looked around.
"Your guest is gone already?" she asked, unhappily.
"Sorry," Herzer said, shrugging. "It didn't take as long as I thought it
would, mainly because there wasn't much to choose from. I'll eat it, though."
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"Oh, okay," Shanea said, sunnily, sliding the tray onto the table. "Do you
mind if I join you?"
"No," Herzer said, making a large sandwich of various meats and cheese.
"I hate eating alone," Shanea said, picking up a slice of cheese and nibbling
it, sitting on the edge of one of the chairs.
"I don't," Herzer said, shrugging. "I've eaten alone and I've eaten in a
crowd of thousands of people. You can be just as alone there," he added.
"I mean alone like nobody to talk to," Shanea added. "I like to talk to
people when I'm eating."
"Don't get a full mouth, then," Herzer said.
"Depends on what it's full of," Shanea said then blushed. "Sorry."
"That's okay," Herzer replied, looking at her with one eyebrow raised. "Harem
humor?"
"Something like that," Shanea sighed. "I don'tmiss the harem, much, but
sometimes I get more bored here then there. I feel all cooped up. Megan hardly
lets me go out at all."
"Uhmmm, Shanea?" Herzer said. "You're your own person. You can go out any
time you want.' He paused and thought about it. "Can't you?"
"Well..." Shanea said, then shrugged. "Megan doesn't like it. She's never
really said it, but she always says no when I ask if I can go shopping or
something. And Mirta and Meredith and Ashley go out all the time. I think it's
because she's, you know, important now. And I hear things, you know? And, face
it, sometimes I do some dumb things, too. So she's afraid I'll embarrass her.
At least, that's whatI think," she ended, miserably.
Herzer considered her words for a minute and then frowned.
"I can see part of the point," Herzer admitted. "You do have access to some
very high level intelligence and you'd be surprised how easy it is to make the
mistake of giving something away. But you shouldn't be held against your will.
And you shouldn't need Megan's permission to go shopping. There are other ways
to handle it."
The first that came to mind was getting the poor girl a husband or a lover or
something. Someone who was trustworthy. If he'd ever seen the type to land on
her back with her legs open, that was Shanea and she clearly wasn't getting
any here. Neither was he, come to think of it, which led quickly to thoughts
he shied away from.
He wracked his brain for a moment, repeatedly pulling it away from the
entirely pleasant image of escorting her around himself, and then hit on a
face. Not the brightest officer he knew but one that was solid, dependable and
trustworthy. Now if he could just remember the guy's name.
"I'll see about setting something up," Herzer said. "What we need to do is
get you an escort; someone to show you around town and make sure you stay
safe. You're going to need nearly as much security as Megan, you know. But
we'll make it so you can get out and spend some of your pay."
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"What's that?" Shanea asked, picking up another slice of cheese.
Herzer froze as he was about to take a bite out of his sandwich and lowered
it.
"You're not getting paid?" he asked, frowning.
"I don't know," Shanea said, suddenly wary. "What is it?"
"You know that shopping requires money, right?" Herzer asked.
"Yes," Shanea said. "I guess."
"So if you go shopping, you'll need some money," Herzer explained.
"I guess," Shanea said. "The times I've gone out it's been with Megan or
Meredith. They do that."
"Oh," Herzer said, shaking his head. "Shanea, can you add and subtract?"
"Oh, sure," she said. "One plus one is eleven. Two plus two is twenty two...I
get kind of confused after that," she admitted, taking a bite of cheese.
Herzer bit into his sandwich thoughtfully. He shouldn't have been surprised.
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