" She smiled slightly." She smiled slightly. "This is an official visit. I want your help." I waited. "I want your assistance in building a Castle." I thought for a moment. There are reasons why people build Castles; they're usually regarded as centers for some activity. Despite our anarchic form of government, Castles are the closest thing Pendorians have to seats of authority; they're the local housings for AI's, and usually they're social centers. "Okay," I said. "For what?" "Do you know of a place called Rick's Underground?" It took a lot to bite back my anger. I tried to put on a comfortable face and said "I've heard of it." "You know what they do there." "I do." I'm sure my anger registered with her that time. "You don't like what they do there." "No. Nor do I like what Chusi's place is for, nor do I know or care if there's a mixed place for that kind of thing. |