Page 58 of Ghosts of Memory


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Baket grimaced.“Yes.We are like that.He’s never been fixed on a single partner before, and the emotions are intense.”

The sensors broadcast onto the screens, and Geri moved them through the layers surrounding the planet, easing them toward the hangar.

“Lady, allow me to steer your ship into the hangar.Wouldn’t do to dent a fender.”

“Okay.Thanks, Boss.”

“My reputation precedes me.”

“Trin talks of little else.She does have to work on your voice.Way too sexy for a computer.”

Birun chuckled, and the same voice said, “That’s my job.”

Chloe grinned, and then she laughed.The ship was magnetically towed into a position inside the hangar.It was a very snug fit.

Everyone got together and pushed the unit containing Margo out of the ship and across the hangar floor.

Geri muttered, “According to the cameras, the unit auto-set itself to Zowoth.No one did it to her.It was a data malfunction.She simply registered as the other species.”

Chloe walked with them, and Trin went ahead to get the doors open so no one had to stop and start.They shoved and walked through the base before putting the unit in the med bay.

Once all the power connections were up and it was off the emergency battery, everyone exhaled slowly.

The system indicated that she was thirty percent complete.Whatever was happening had a bit of time to go.

They sat around in the food court, and Trin fidgeted.“What do you think Margo would like as a get-well present?”

Delia appeared.“Light sabre.She’s a huge fan.It’s why she opted for pilot training.She wanted to be Han Solo.”

Geri grinned.“I guess that makes me Chewie.”

Skylar looked at Delia.“What are you attached to?I am not feeling any kind of pull when you come in and out.”

“Dude, that’s my mom.Take a guess.”

Skylar paused.“Right.I have been dealing with more folks in Margo’s situation than yours.”

Trin took a tablet and started sketching.“The hard part will be controlling the length of emission.”

Delia snorted.“That sounds dirty.”

Trin waggled her brows.“I know.”

They laughed and offered ideas for the lights on the unit, including a spate of cursing that could be triggered with a pinky.The middle finger made a lusty moan, as was appropriate.

Trin nodded and then headed to her workspace.She needed to be alone while working through the layers of tech needed to get the result.

The rest of the ladies remained on vigil, waiting for Margo to finish her fusion.

Delia smiled.“So, she’s coming out Zowoth-human?”

Skylar nodded.“That’s the theory.”

“Nice.She needs to see less of me in the mirror.”

Skylar said, “She wants to see it.She misses you with everything in her soul.You are part of her, Delia.”

“I know, but she needs to start a life out here.I saw what Chloe did, and now Mom will be half Zowoth.She has time to start over.I want to be there to see it.”