Southern Cross by Windstar

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"First Guardian, I have a question." The shocked blue eyes that looked up towards Julie, and the silence that spread through the hall, showed that Mary was not the only one to be surprised by the sudden outburst. The flicker of emotion was quickly gone as the tall raven-haired woman down below nodded regally. "Go ahead, Guardian McGrath." Only being Julie's housemate throughout their training as Guardians allowed Mary to see the small flinch at that, and understand its cause. "I was wondering, First Guardian" the slight edge on the title was not lost on the woman below, "what is happening with the sensor platforms the Tiri put in orbit when they first arrived?" It took everyone a second to figure out what Julie was talking about. When the Tiri had first arrived on Earth, over sixty years ago, they had undertaken several large works. The sensor sphere out beyond the orbit of Mars was one, the construction of their underground bases on Earth was another. They had also put into high orbit around the Earth, dozens of stealth sensor platforms, for keeping an eye on the humans they were trying to save. "The orbital sensor platforms?" Even as she spoke, the platforms appeared on the holographic image behind her, circling the Earth at a higher altitude than the majority of satellites that were shown. "I believe they are being tied into the orbital defense network to augment the orbital stations." Mary grinned and wished she could manage to make a virtual piece of gum without anyone noticing. The First Guardian was speaking directly to Julie, and it looked like the two of them had forgotten anyone else existed. They sure as hell aren't looking away from each other. "Couldn't they be used to reroute the communication duties that the satellites are doing at the moment? We could even tie in the governments to use the sensor suites if we really wanted to, with limited access of course." A general chorus of agreements and questions as to how that could be done rose from the assembled audience. The First Guardian didn't look like she noticed as she kept her eyes locked with Julie's. Ever so slightly she nodded. "Yes, I think it could be done. That would certainly get most of the pressure off of our diplomatic core. Thank you… Julie."
It took a noticeable effort for the First Guardian to say that. Mary bit her upper lip and watched the two of them stare at each other until Julie slowly sank back down into her seat. The First Guardian looked away, cleared her throat and brought up another point. Mary leaned over and whispered to her friend. "Way to go, Julie!" Julie winked in return and smiled proudly. "I've noticed they always think about building new things before they think about adapting old things to serve a new purpose. Must be a Tiri thing. Shhh, Emie's talking about the ground troops we're being assigned." Mary rolled her eyes and sunk down into her seat again, muttering. "You are sooooo gone." Thankfully, Julie didn't hear a word. Absently wondering how she could find someone to feel that obsessed about, Mary paid attention to the First Guardian again. Listening with considerable more interest as the Emily went into describing the Bak'ra ship which was being taken apart piece by piece from its hiding place under New York city. ------------------- "Well, what do you think, will it work?" The short, by Tiri standards, rotund man squinted as he studied the diagrams before him. Rubbing the arm that he had only recently had reattached, Birk nodded slowly. "Yes, it could… Yes! I think it will." Emily resisted the urge to tell the man to stop yelling, she was only five feet away from him. Birk, no matter what he did, he did it with enthusiasm. Something, which on her best days she found a bit odd, today she just found it annoying. "Birk?" "Yes, First Guardian?" "If you spit on me again, I'm going to break your other arm." "Ah, sorry, First Guardian." Wiping off her arm, Emily resisted the urge to smack the smaller man. He just rubbed her completely the wrong way.
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~ Southern Cross ~ by Windstar Disc
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With a nod towards her nearby Provo
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Casting a quick glance around the c
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"Does this bother you so much?" Clo
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"Looks like it." "That should be en
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"An art she says, don't force it sh
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"All hands, prepare for Transition
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Emily spread her hands and her grin
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Her patience worn away by months of
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that if he didn't have something to
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"Hey, sorry, I just wanted to know
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By Emily's count, Julie McGrath was
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"Depends, what kind is it?" "It's c
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"What's your schedule like?" She wa
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place. When the First Guardian stoo
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punched through the bullet proof gl
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~Major Greggory Sims, Imperial Inte
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Julie's green eyes darkened with de
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Frowning slightly at the direction
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Both men sighed at that and looked
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"Angwar, we seem to have some uninv
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"The Hercules' have turned back, Ma
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Using her suit's sensors, she moved
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Sighing in pleasure, Julie tilted h
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The First Guardian nodded absently
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"We got them, Ma'am." She kept her
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"That's your subtle way of asking i
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"I fear you're right on that one, C
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Emily took a deep breath as the com
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Chapter Twelve Southern Cross hung
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"What is it?" "CIC is calling it mu
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"Lord, I know that is not long for
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"Helm, time until course change?" "
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He grinned at her, ignoring the blo
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"Tactical, you heard the Guardian.
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-------------- Emily's smile was sa
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I need you too, Julie. Get some res
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Something that made it worthwhile t
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Her thoughts brushed across the kil
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They reminded God of nothing so muc
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He growled, low enough that Colonel
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If her Provost's look was still tro
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He was over northern Europe, there
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Julie screamed, the pain was almost
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down. Each one punched straight thr
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was left of his fleet, escape from
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Two months which had seen a new Emp
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"No changing the subject First Guar
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