"Dave, you don't intend to have the Shardik morph'droid fuck a tourist or two while they're here, do you?" "Of course not," Dave replied."Dave, you don't intend to have the Shardik morph'droid fuck a tourist or two while they're here, do you?" "Of course not," Dave replied. He almost sounded miffed. "But you do have a reputation to uphold as a roving and inviting rogue. I would hate to see said reputation fade because I ran you too politely." I rolled my eyes. "Sheesh." I turned to my two companions, who both looked at me a shrugged, giving me "don't ask us" looks. "Come on, let's go take a look around. I want to see what my studio looks like." We stepped out into the hallway and Aaden said, "Ken? Nyss and I are going to check the lagoon. Dave said he wants me to check the bowl and make recommendations for what kind of alien flora he should have planted." "Something big, off-color, and harmless," I suggested. "Okay, I'll see you guys on the roof in a little bit?" "Sure thing," he said. "C'mon, Nyss." I watched their retreating backs as they walked down the hallway towards the grav-tube. "Actually," Aaden shouted down from the tube, "Low-maintenance is a necessity, too. Especially if children will be part of the tourist... " his voice faded too much for me to make out clearly. I smiled and headed back down the hallway to "my" art studio. The door opened and I looked inside. "Dave?" I asked. "Yes, Ken?" "'Karza' isn't here." "No, you specifically asked that 'Karza' not be made available for public exhibition several decades ago, so I excluded it from the collection. I did leave 'Michelle' and 'Four Dolphins' here, as well as your work in progress of Karen sleeping. |