who'd spent most of their lives on Earth. While Daisy's injuries were being tended to, the doctors discovered she had an unusual amount of radiation not found on their planet. The closest association they found was the radiation on Planet Lear, but not at the same deadly levels.
“Human, you will answer me!” Cobia yelled imperiously, pounding the gavel again. “You WILL show us how you teleported to Calen. You WILL show us how your force-field works, and why the Ultilear did not harm you.” The other Council members were nodding in agreement, their bald heads gleaming under the diffuse lighting.
Arthur crossed his arms loosely across his chest, looking at each Council member with a toothy grin. He knew these women couldn't hurt him. He stared up at the gilded ceiling.
How did I get here?
He'd been trying to figure out that million-dollar question since he arrived. He'd even scanned Tig and Tobah's minds, trying to see where Calen was located in the galaxy compared to Earth.
Nada. All I want to do is go home.
While Daisy recovered from her near fatal injuries, Tig tried filling him in on how the government worked on Calen. These twelve Council members had been in control for over a thousand years. Being the most powerful, psychic females, they basically put themselves in charge after Daisy's family left Calen for Earth. They had no tolerance for non-psychic people, especially males. No men, for generations, had welded any power. When Arthur popped in with Daisy, he put their whole way of existence in jeopardy.
If these women are so mentally powerful
, Arthur mused,
why haven't they learned how to teleport, or make their own force-fields?
It seemed these concepts were totally foreign to them.
Probably because they're not as powerful as they pretend to be.
The repeated pounding of the gavel drew his attention back to the proceedings.
“Earthman, you are not listening.” The thin, tall Cobia was almost screaming. “You will also explain how you destroyed the seven ships. Calen ships, mind you, for which you will be punished. We care not that Emeara gave the orders to destroy her fellow Calens. She is no longer the Queen. Her family gave up their authority generations ago, when they choose to leave, to wait on your world for a silly prophecy. A prophecy we do not acknowledge. If you do not obey our demands, you shall be placed in restraints and delivered to our prison, where you will soon end your days on our world.”
That's it. I've had enough of this arrogant, mouthy bitch.
As his ire rose, Arthur felt the PSI power crackling through his body. Tig and Tobah, who'd been standing on either side of him, slowly moved away, their eyes wide with fright. Arthur glared up at the Council members with gritted teeth, hands fisted at his sides.
“Cobia, and fellow Council members, I have no idea how I came to be on your
friendly
planet, but I am not here for you to make demands of me. I owe you nothing, neither loyalty, nor explanations. Where I come from, we chose who leads us, instead of having it shoved down our throats. And that is the difference, Cobia. LEAD not RULE. I will not take orders from a pompous, overbearing, female ass like you.”
Tig gasped, hands over her mouth, while Tobah yelled, “Arthur, no.” It was too late for words.
With anger flashing in their eyes, the twelve Council members rose to their feet, glowering at Arthur. Holding hands, they closed their eyes, hairless brows creased in concentration. Arthur felt a prickling at the back of his mind, like something he'd forgotten, but couldn't remember.
Is that the extent of their powers
? he wondered. Dobie's two mind controllers had more PSI power than these women.
God, I'm so tired of putting up with governmental fools.
He still felt the rage coursing through his body.
I better calm down before I do something Daisy won't approve of. What I really want is a smoke and a cold beer.
An ice-cold can of Pabst POPPED into one hand, while a lit cigarette
“Human, you will answer me!” Cobia yelled imperiously, pounding the gavel again. “You WILL show us how you teleported to Calen. You WILL show us how your force-field works, and why the Ultilear did not harm you.” The other Council members were nodding in agreement, their bald heads gleaming under the diffuse lighting.
Arthur crossed his arms loosely across his chest, looking at each Council member with a toothy grin. He knew these women couldn't hurt him. He stared up at the gilded ceiling.
How did I get here?
He'd been trying to figure out that million-dollar question since he arrived. He'd even scanned Tig and Tobah's minds, trying to see where Calen was located in the galaxy compared to Earth.
Nada. All I want to do is go home.
While Daisy recovered from her near fatal injuries, Tig tried filling him in on how the government worked on Calen. These twelve Council members had been in control for over a thousand years. Being the most powerful, psychic females, they basically put themselves in charge after Daisy's family left Calen for Earth. They had no tolerance for non-psychic people, especially males. No men, for generations, had welded any power. When Arthur popped in with Daisy, he put their whole way of existence in jeopardy.
If these women are so mentally powerful
, Arthur mused,
why haven't they learned how to teleport, or make their own force-fields?
It seemed these concepts were totally foreign to them.
Probably because they're not as powerful as they pretend to be.
The repeated pounding of the gavel drew his attention back to the proceedings.
“Earthman, you are not listening.” The thin, tall Cobia was almost screaming. “You will also explain how you destroyed the seven ships. Calen ships, mind you, for which you will be punished. We care not that Emeara gave the orders to destroy her fellow Calens. She is no longer the Queen. Her family gave up their authority generations ago, when they choose to leave, to wait on your world for a silly prophecy. A prophecy we do not acknowledge. If you do not obey our demands, you shall be placed in restraints and delivered to our prison, where you will soon end your days on our world.”
That's it. I've had enough of this arrogant, mouthy bitch.
As his ire rose, Arthur felt the PSI power crackling through his body. Tig and Tobah, who'd been standing on either side of him, slowly moved away, their eyes wide with fright. Arthur glared up at the Council members with gritted teeth, hands fisted at his sides.
“Cobia, and fellow Council members, I have no idea how I came to be on your
friendly
planet, but I am not here for you to make demands of me. I owe you nothing, neither loyalty, nor explanations. Where I come from, we chose who leads us, instead of having it shoved down our throats. And that is the difference, Cobia. LEAD not RULE. I will not take orders from a pompous, overbearing, female ass like you.”
Tig gasped, hands over her mouth, while Tobah yelled, “Arthur, no.” It was too late for words.
With anger flashing in their eyes, the twelve Council members rose to their feet, glowering at Arthur. Holding hands, they closed their eyes, hairless brows creased in concentration. Arthur felt a prickling at the back of his mind, like something he'd forgotten, but couldn't remember.
Is that the extent of their powers
? he wondered. Dobie's two mind controllers had more PSI power than these women.
God, I'm so tired of putting up with governmental fools.
He still felt the rage coursing through his body.
I better calm down before I do something Daisy won't approve of. What I really want is a smoke and a cold beer.
An ice-cold can of Pabst POPPED into one hand, while a lit cigarette
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