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Surreptitiously they got out of the way, sidling over to the wall without pausing in their conversation. The
Humans noticed nothing. They were not sensitive to the reactions of their allies and hosts, wholly engaged
as they were in their own conversation. Caldeq observed the Hivistahms posture, the way their necks
retracted slightly, the way their eyelids half closed beneath the gaudy shields. The smaller O o yan kept
his larger companions between himself and the Humans. They were expressing contempt if not outright
fear of those who had just walked past them. It was not an uncommon reaction.
It was known what Humans did. They fought, magnificently. The sentients who did not, could not fight,
like the Wais and Hivistahm and Lepar and others, were extraordinarily grateful for this. They admired
what Humans did, but they did not like them for it.
Even among his own kind, Caldaq knew as he turned a corner, there were many who disliked Humans.
Even those who subscribed to the mythology which was growing up around them. For example, there
was no one better to fight alongside in the field than a Human, but outside of combat the Massood
preferred not to socialize with them. They did not know how to behave in civilized company. They
were& clumsy.
Jaruselka was calling to him and he lengthened his stride to meet her. It was always a pleasure to be in
her company. Her mere presence helped to banish discomfiting thoughts from his overburdened mind.
He had anticipated meeting her in the dining complex, but this was preferable. They could walk the rest
of the way together. A Human would have sprinted to join him. Remarkable how they could outrun most
anything over a short distance, he reflected. Another characteristic of their peculiar physiology. But over
distance nothing could keep up with a Massood.
They exchanged greetings contentedly, nuzzling one another s necks and murmuring the secret
mate-words. Only after she drew back did she express concern. You look troubled.
No. Just thoughtful. He straightened.
That has always been your problem. She chided him affectionately. You worry like a Hivistahm.
Do not say that, he replied, amused. You wished to dine together? He matched her stride.
Yes. There is news for you, lifemate.
Of the fighting on Kantaria?
No. You have been promoted. Her great eyes were shining. He slowed, stared at her. He d been so
busy these past years he d forgotten about such minor matters as promotion. The Massood did not seek
personal advancement with, for example, the same avidity as Human beings. It was something that came,
if it came at all, naturally and for good reason, like aging.
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I also have been honored.
Then the news is all good.
Perhaps. You are to be given a battlefield commission.
He frowned inwardly at that, his eyes closing halfway. What of my work here? Command feels you
can be spared. Others have taken on much of the burden. The S van interact far better with Humans than
do we. It is felt there is no longer a need for a Massood presence in what has become an administrative
facility, and as always our combat abilities are desperately needed where worlds are being contested.
Kantaria, for example.
Ironic, he mused. He had anticipated utilizing recordings of the combat on that world to boost local
recruiting. Now he would have the opportunity to see what progress was being made there in person.
Kantaria was populated by an immature developing race; mammalian, short and slim as the O o yan but
without O o yan skills. Intelligent but only slightly civilized. They had nearly been conquered by the
Amplitur only to have the Weave discover what was happening and intervene at the last moment. And he
was to be a part of that vital effort, a part of something the Massood had grimly prided themselves on for
hundreds of years.
He was not very familiar with the situation on Kantaria since the Weave presence there was a recent
one. He knew only that the Amplitur and their allies were firmly established on much of the planet and
would have to be driven off section by section.
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