Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

een duped by their only seedchild, in a ship that might stillbe haunted by more than Angels. He was limping home inshame and despaired of being able to contribute anything todisabling any doomsday weapon system out here. Instead heworried that his vessel would be lost to the defenders of thatdoomsday device.His high forehead had just enough texture to showwisdom and dignity, his halo of greying wool neatly trimmeda curl and a half deep. His captain's uniform was welltailored, sumptuous, but comfortable, his boots bore a softshine on leather little darker than his forearms. He adjustedhis ascot, he allowed himself enough magic that he coulddraw it into position on his mirror and not have to have hishands fumble with it. He knew he couldn’t let any of hismisgivings show, he was a military officer after all, thoughmost of his career had been in logistics. He had to project theair of a confident and experienced battle captain ready toidentify threats and respond to them decisively.He was going to have to rely on Heymon to give themsome type of military capability for the upcoming encounterand their docking was less than a year away. He had a fewbright engineers on his staff, including Alan, who was stillunder sentence and probably couldn't be trusted with sensitivedata.He had to trust Ava, even though he didn't.Kelvin didn't do meals unless it was a social ceremony.He reset his hunger with his med panel and stepped thru into243