|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- OFFICE COMPLEX--CUP 29--"KEMIG" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Office Complex  ||  -------> (Cup SRoc029, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "Okay." Hate said. "We don't have any portable kemigs here--V has the only one. I think we should wait for them to get back, and then, Prince, you and Treyess can use it on your mission. Unless--Ann, do you have any communication devices on you?" "Well sir," Ann said, "I don't have any hardware, but I should be able to mentally transit a kemig signal." Bodoni's mouth gaped open in wonder. "Y--you can WHAT?" the scientist asked. "I can do that, my friend." she said. "I--I--I--that's fabulous! I can't believe it! I mean--" "--okay Injure, enough." Hate said. "Okay Ann--why not try and call our central kemig right now--I would very much like to keep in contact with the away teams." "Okay sir, here goes." Ann said. She closed her eyes and then licked her lips with her cat tongue for a moment. The lighting around the furry lady seemed to get a shade darker as she concentrated, and after a few seconds, the central kemig began to ring and beep wildly. "Well, answer it!" Hate yelled at Bodoni, who jumped over to the console and switched it on. A strange, almost cartoon image of Ann was on the screen, with an expectant look on her face. Across the room, Ann was lying down, curled up a little. "Hello?" Bodoni said. "Hi Injure." Ann's image said. "See, I told you I could do it, hon." "Incredible--how long could you maintain contact?" Bodoni asked. "As long as I like, but it's not easy." she said. "Haha! Incredible! I've never seen anything like it. How does--" Bodoni said. "--okay, enough Injure, the test is a success. Thank you Ann." Hate said. "Glad to be of service." Ann's image said, then the screen shut off and, across the room, Ann opened her eyes. "Haven't done that in a while." Ann said, her voice hoarse and groggy. Then she coughed a little cat cough. "Now--does anybody know what happened to Amnifaoz?" Hate asked. "He probably," Ann said, pausing to cough, her voice getting back to normal, "he's probably abandoned us. His word is worth little. And as he did several things to help out, he may feel that his debt to you has been paid. Still, he wouldn't harm us--that much of his word is good." "Okay." Hate said. "So let's figure him out of our plans for now. When V and Nevrippa get back, we'll have eight agents--though I don't know if Ms. Den will be of much help." -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----