pdf file - Notes from An Alien

"Yes, you've told me you told them but communicating through plasma waves can only convey general
principles and emotions— Why am I repeating myself?"
"You are trying to convince yourself that what I have done is impossible."
"Yes."
Morna chimed in with, "Detach."
Rednaxela began to wonder about the crew he'd left aboard ShipOne. Had they believed him when he'd
told them that the Anlans had asked that Akla be delivered to a place not in their orders? Would the people of
the Educate and Conquer group convince the Anlans that ShipOne needed to be seized? What would they do
when the Anlan priests queried them about Akla and the Captain of their ship? Did any of it matter? His moral
sense was completely confused. His devotion to Anga had been shattered by what Akla had taught him. He
thoroughly trusted Akla and had no idea why he did.
Morna piloted the pod in a series of trajectories that would hide the location of their landing.
His last thought as they neared the ground, dutifully recorded by Morna, was: Velu, my dear lost
daughter, you may never know what I've done but I pray it helps you, in some way...
Brolan sat speechless before his Board. He was having trouble digesting the news of the disappearance of
Rednaxela and Akla along with the slaughter of all the religious passengers and the resistance of the crew of
ShipOne to the attempt by the criminals to take it. The endocrine enhancements had failed and the criminals had
either aligned themselves with the Anlans or been taken prisoner...
Brolan's deputy, Ralm, broke the silence: "What shall we do?" The others at the table were all looking at
their hands.
"Do? What shall we do? Speed up the completion of ShipTwo, increase the endocrine enhancement levels
of the population, electro-shock the mental criminals slated for our second wave of occupation, kill any religious
criminals, step up our sweeps for more of them, increase the incentive payments to Corporate Mesh members,
and send me the Mesh Plot Planners. Our World will not be stopped in its expansion! We can not afford to not
expand!! We—"
Brolan's face went from rage to fright, his body lurched, and his head slammed onto the table.